Counting Sheep


It is night and I am counting sheep backwards
from zero to infinity, how high can I go?
Can't you hear their bleating out my window,
they found out I got another mattress,
the mattresses you see on those commercials with
the counting sheep, who are out of jobs
and end up in a jail cell because they broke the law
they are lonely and alone because
they have no one to confide to, no one to tell them
that beds are things made by man,
that they are sheep and have no place in this world--
maybe their only job is to be counting sheep,
and nothing else

Copyright © 2003 Apryl Fox