Sunday, September 12, 2004

Nonsense at bedtime

Last night as I was drifting off to sleep I was trying to remember Michael Leunig's version of 'Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep'. I couldn't get past the second line (Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to sweep...), and I was too sleepy to get up and hunt it down.

So I made up my own version, instead:

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to steep
Steep it like a pot of tea
Until it's strong enough for me.
Soul tea, to get me through the night
And face the morning clear and bright.

(A drop of milk I would prefer
Then add a little sugar. Stir.)

I woke up enough to write it down, then fell asleep almost instantly. This morning it made as little sense as it did last night.


Pkchukiss said...

So were you feeling sleepy, or thirsty?

Badaunt said...

Both. It was very hot again last night.

But it was the poem that inspired me, really, like a song lyric when you've forgotten the words. It was easier to make up my own than to get up and find the original.