One of the contests of fanstory.com this morning was to use the phrase "I woke up dead"  in a poem.  This is what I came up with.  Unfortunately I finished it too late to enter the contest.  Oh well.  Enjoy.

Dead Tired

I went to bed quite late last night,

That’s not my general rule.

The movie on, caused quite a fright,

I felt like such a fool.

I tossed and turned and tossed some more,

I’m sure I was being punished.

I checked the clock, “It’s after four”,

I muttered quite astonished.

The sun came up, I woke up dead,

Tired from lack of sleeping.

I went to work, with feet of lead,

I feared I’d be caught napping.

I quit at five, I looked a sight,

The day dragged on and on.

No scary movies for me tonight,

Perhaps a “M*A*S*H” rerun.  

Ken Ferguson