My Sheets

And before I went to bed last night
I saw my sheets were in such a plight.
Strewn haphazardly all across my bed,
It certainly was a messy sight.

So for the first time this summer
I fixed them just so.
And for the first time this summer
To sleep I could not go.

Perhaps the need to keep them thus
Proved to much to handle.
Constrained I felt and knew that I must,
Thrash the sheets around in some tyranical fuss.

So as I go to bed tonight
I'll keep them just so.
And as I crawl into bed
To sleep I will surely go.