The boarder in the bar-room rose,
A pale gaunt man who lodged with Hann,
-I bear,â? he said, -the worst of woes,
And suffer torments no one knows,
For do my best I never can
Have sleep like any other man.
-I have insomnia,â? said he.
-At times it drives me mad outright.
Whate-er I do, where-er I be,
Its just the same - so sleep for me.
You won-t believe for three years quite
I haven-t slept two hours a night.â?
Boss-cocky Billson softly swore,
And turning from his chestnut cob.
-What-s that?â? he questioned from the door.
-You say that you don-t sleep no more
Than two hours? I pay thirty bob.
Now, mister, do you want a job?â?
Highly Desireable
Edward George Dyson
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