142 - I dreamed and in my head was an old song

I dreamed and in my head was an old song
I woke up and could not get rid of it
I lay there on the pillow for so long
So tired but that didn’t help a bit.
My eyes burned but my mind replayed this hit
Over and over - I’ve forgotten what
It was, but I remember it was shit
Just shows how dreams can often lose the plot.
And so I got up early, as I’d got
Plenty of work like writing a letter
In Gordon Brown’s name and also a lot
Of spreadsheet to complete, so I’d better
Get in and get it done; and at lunchtime
I mailed two poems to contests of rhyme.
Wed 24 January 2007