I don’t like getting into bed at night,
It’s cold and I have no one to warm my hands and feet on.
Mr moose isn’t very warm, but he is cuddly.
Though if I get too close his fur tries to run up my nose.
When I can’t sleep I can’t really blame anyone, but when I do:
I have nobody to beat up as I get rid of all the spiders
in my sleep.
They always crawl on me when I sleep but I can never find them.
When the sound of snoring
wakes me up I have no one else to blame for it.
Then if I get bored at night there’s nobody there to entertain me.
In fact, its quite boring having a whole quilt and bed to myself with no one to try and claim it from me.
The worst part is waking up; I don’t even get breakfast in bed
But I do get it sooner as I don’t spend as long convincing myself to go get it.
But then when I do get it I can’t complain about the ratio of milk to cereal not being right.