A stormy nights sleep

There’s killer sharks in the sky

With lightning speed they pass by

Twisting and turning doing a dance

All over Ireland to the coast of France

Am I up or am I down

in this topsy turvy town

Where the sea is above my head

As I lie upon my bed

Am I dreaming? I don’t know

I could be dead and buried below

Watching the sea rolling by

Thinking that it was the sky

A stormy wind blows my garden gate

From my slumber I awake

I watch the sun rise in the sky

And see no sharks go swimming by

Jean Burns