Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Falling to Sleep Routine

When ready to go to sleep, I'm

Lone inhabitant in my bed.

I've lived alone a long, long time,

So don't have to share space, instead

I drink a pop and eat a snack.

Then, since too boring to count sheep,

Other medium is my knack

For quite quickly falling to sleep.

Cannot be quiet, must be noise,

And so I leave the T.V. on,

With the old shows of childhood joys,

Great put to sleep phenomenon.

Throughout my time of sleep I find

Reruns of dreams flow through my mind.