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"Nightmare" by William Schwenk Gilbert

Nightmare by William Schwenk Gilbert When you're lying awake with a dismal headache,      and repose is taboo'd by anxiety, I conceive you may use any language you choose to      indulge in without impropriety; For your brain is on fire - the bedclothes conspire of      usual slumber to plunder you: First your counterpane goes and uncovers your toes,       and your sheet slips demurely from under you; Then the blanketing tickles - you feel like mixed       pickles, so terribly sharp is the pricking, And you're hot, and you're cross, and you tumble       and toss till there's nothing 'twixt you and the ticking. Then the bedclothes all creep to the ground in a heap,       and you pick 'em all up in a tangle; Next your pillow resigns and politely declines to       remain at its usual angle! Well, you get some repose in the form of a doze, with      hot eyeballs and head ever aching, But your slumbering teems with such horrible dreams       t