what a lovely day's work, i say.
how i'm ready to end on this tiresome day.
i lay down my head and pretend to sleep,
eventually drifting off while counting sheep.
i dream of a demon, i dream of a dragon,
i dream of a butterfly and little girls ragged.
i dream of a dove and i dream up a nightmare.
and then i wake up, but alas! i'm still dreaming
the little girl lying before me is screaming!
i kick her adam's apple
she punches my shins
then she brushes my forehead
and before it begins,
it begins, and i give her a hug.
why can't we all just learn to love?
then the knight attacks me and down i fall,
away from the world i float
straight to Maya's halls.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Lupar, in the year 465 AF.