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It begins every night at about half past four,
my other half and I's,
noisy sleeping war.

The pillows are mushed between the two heads,
I go to sleep with two socks
and wake up with one instead.

The doona is pulled,
and torn asunder,
if It were a storm,
that would be the thunder.

And after we,
have both settled down,
I hear a strange noise
and I really have to frown.

Grabbing my pillow I head out the door,
Anthony, damn him
has just begun to snore!