Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Just a Bad Dream

Thank goodness I am now awake.

I was having such a bad dream.

I dreamed that a nap I did take,

So confidant that it did seem

That I was sure to win a race,

My opponent being so slow,

Who no way could keep up my pace.

So very sure I'd win, and so

I thought my taking a nap would

Show what good sport this rabbit be.

In any race I was too good,

There was no one who could beat me!

The race, just an awful nightmare.

How could a tortoise beat a hare?