Gobbledegook's all in my joints,
the corners of my eyes, it seems.
And when I first get out of bed,
I hear the not-so-silent screams.
The gremlins and the goblins play
when eyes are closed in dead of night,
but when dawn breaks to start the day,
they scurry off, back out of sight.
I have to reach down for my toes,
then stretch...
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