Snacking in bed
Is lovely for you but I am
Like the princess and the pea
The crumbs are like sandpaper
Upon my ultra-sensitive skin
I cannot sleep if even one crumb remains
I spend endless hours of my life
Sweeping away the smallest morsels
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The sheets need to be clean
Smooth and unwrinkled
Or I am sleepless
Tossing and turning
Wanting to banish smells
Wishing the sheets did not
Have furrows and hills
Poking into my hips
Tormenting my back and bell
Until I pat and tug and smooth
Again and again