asleep, and you've cramp in your toes, and a fly on

your nose, and some fluff in your lung, and a feverish

tongue, and a thirst that's intense, and a general sense

that you haven't been sleeping in clover;

But the darkness has passed, and it's daylight at last, and

the night has been long—ditto, ditto my song—and

thank goodness they're both of them over!