Page 17 - The Gluckman Occasional Number Two

Falling Asleep Again (Hollander-Connelly)

Falling asleep again,
Every day at two.
How will I come to?
I’m so helpless.

I tried to stay awake.
Now I’ve overslept.
I’m a narcolept
And so helpless.

What smokes on the stove?
I must have lit the flame.
Oh, did dinner burn?
I know I’m not to blame.

Falling asleep again,
Every day at two.
How will I come to?
I’m so helpless.

The Object of my Injection (Poe-Grier-Tomlin)

The object of my injection
Was fighting an infection
That will not go away.
Bacteria won’t respond
To all the first-line drugs.

Penicillin no longer cures me
And no one insures me,
But I’m as insistent
As those bugs are resistant;
Someday they’ll say I’m fine.

Now I’m not afraid it will kill me,
‘Cause I’m not an easy one to scare.
But instead I trust the scientists:
They can look where they need to look,
Find what they need to find, I won’t despair.