I yawn a yawn at the break of dawn,
Mouth open, eyes screwed shut.
I yawn that yawn on every morn
When I crawl from my bed, scratching butt.

I yawn this yawn as each day is born
And I move at a really slow pace.
As I yawn that yawn, each brand new dawn
Pillow creases are etched in my face.

It dawned that my yawn was never forlorn
Even when I woke up late,
For each new yawn, each morning I yawned
Was joined by ten of his mates.

I cracked a yawn as the next dawn was torn,
And wiped away morning tears.
Eyes drawn that morn, I stopped the next yawn
By breathing in through my ears.

Now I yawn every dawn, for I know the form
And my heart, it fills with foreboding.
Just yawn your yawns, each morning at dawn
And stop your head from imploding!

06/05/2007