I modeled this after the first two stanzas of The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe (the inspiration coming from the movie The Raven). Since I used the thesaurus.com website thoroughly, there are some odd words in here. Suggestions are appreciated! I may add more soon.
A Lament for Sleep
Once upon the ninth hour bleak,
Over a droll and fanciful bassinet on the floor,
While nearly listless, quickly there came a rapping,
As if someone mildly slapping, slapping near my door.
“Tis my bairn,” I grumbled, “crib slapping near my door.
Only him and nothing more.”
Ah, clearly I recall, it was during the dreary fall,
And trying to fall into a sweet repose once more,
Earnestly, gladly, nearly catching those forty winks
In my sorrow for a delay of rest, sorrow for no sleep once more,
My child desiring to exercise with his playthings from yonder store,
Sleep for me nevermore.
-You can read The Raven here: http://www.houseofusher.net/raven.html