I thought I must be dreaming.

I thought I must be dreaming that I thought I was awake, For I was without question in A most peculiar state.

Who was thinking I was dreaming I was thinking in my sleep? Was I awake while sleeping? Oh, this was far too deep!

Or was I dreaming I was thinking I was dreaming in the night? And would I wake up tired or rested Come the morning light?

The alarm beeped, and quickly I Rolled off the rumpled bed, Grateful for the clarity That lit the day ahead.