Pardon My Snoring
My lead-lined eyelids will insist it’s time to go to sleep,
So don’t be too insulted if I leave to count some sheep;
I find you fascinating and quite scintillating too,
So please don’t take it wrong if I should conk right out on you.
Your dazzling personality and brilliance are so bright
It pains me to, but go I must, and bid a fond Good-Night!
Pay no attention to the way I’m backing out the door,
And know your super-excellence could never be a bore.
I sigh, I yawn! But, for all that, it can’t be you that tires:
I’m sure it seldom happens that your audience expires!
Art-Colored Glasses 
&I assure you that yours will never expire in front of such a talent…
Dream right…It’s a peaceful night:)
I hope you’re right, Mira! One can only hope that I won’t damage anybody’s well-being, wakefulness or retinas unintentionally with my art! 😉
O’ no worries:)
Everyone’s born to taste art his own way;perhaps that’s why we’ve been blessed by six senses&I insist on 6….if that truth wan’t true then life would make no sense through any sense we’ve got.
😀
The speaker can never be quite sure if the departing hearer was bored to death or not. 🙂
Which is in itself, I presume, sometimes a blessing! 😀
Oh my.. I’ve felt that bored before.. and drowsy, wishing I could just nod off for a minute:) Lol!
The agony of trying to stay awake when the head is full of cement and the eyes shaded with steel shutters . . . sometimes even when the [concert 😉 ] is truly scintillating, sleep wants to win the battle!
xo
Oh, Kathryn, ’tis the other side of the coin. Just 2 days ago I mentioned a benefit of insomnia is being awake and hearing the clarion call of the lone robin or cardinal announcing its return and an end to Winter. Today your piece reveals the reverse, a major drawback of insomnia: falling asleep at the most inopportune of times. I can laugh at it but, then again, I’m not the person sitting across from me, watching my head bob, or seated next to me, trying to watch a (fill in the blank). To be fair, i’m an equal opportunity snoozer, having fallen asleep at the opera, the symphony, musical concerts, Broadway plays & musicals, cabarets, and during the “performances” of the very worst lounge lizards. The latter proving that even this “disadvantage” has a silver lining.
You are describing Richard to a T as well–your fellow insomniac-slash-semi-narcoleptic. What can we do! The body does what it will do, and refuses what it won’t!
Oh the feeling of heavy eyes fighting back to stay open…
🙂 Mandy
There’s nothing quite like it, is there!
🙂
Kathryn
What does it say about me that sometimes something I am thoroughly enjoying puts me to sleep…or should I say lulls me to sleep…perhaps there is the clue. Very witty piece!
There may be a wide range between ‘dull’ and ‘lull’, but they *can* produce the same result, can’t they!