A languorous stretch
Then the shift and turn, twice, thrice
And sleep is resumed
Science fiction, fantasy, mystery and what-not
A languorous stretch
Then the shift and turn, twice, thrice
And sleep is resumed
He comes and he goes
Although no one ever knows
Slinking past like fog
He comes and he goes
Inspecting things with his nose
A bored floof at home
Sunbeam to moonbeam
He stretches out north to south
And takes his leisure
