Under my covers,

When sleep comes not,

And the ticking of the

Old clock does not stop,

I shut my eyes real tight,

Waiting to fall asleep.

But my fridge does 

Not stop humming

And the irregular breathing

Of my sister keeps me awake.

I twist and turn in bed,

trying to get comfortable.

I imagine pleasant things,

hoping to be transfered to

the realm of dreams.

Minutes pass by,

Seeming like hours

And I wait patiently for

Sleep to come and take

Me off to the shores

Of lalaland. 



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Alright Gadi, I made a few additions and changes. However I couldn't really come up with anythng for



Sleep to come and take

Me off to the shores

Of lalaland. 



but note I changed the dreamland to Lalaland. heh, I couldn't really come up with anything too creative.



Here are some ideas though, whatever you think sounds best:



of lalaland

or



The Land of constant snoring (or something like that)



Or

Sleep to come and take

Me off to the shores

Of Advil pm 







 it's a sleeep medication.

allright I'm lost. Any other suggestions?