Whale song

I’m drowsy, droopy, drippy, lethargic
I’m slower than an iceberg drifting in the Antarctic
stuck like a truck rusting where they parked it
so flat you’d think I’d carked it
I’m slumbersome, cumbersome
I’d dial out for help if it wasn’t so troublesome
my brain like bubblegum
after it pops
my brainwaves flat and unorthodox
I’m stretching, twitching, yawning
so deep it’s like a new cave forming
for the dozy traveler to pitch head first in
or like a dreamy old whale who swims too deep
closes his eyes and sings in his sleep

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