What do you do at night-time,
When you cannot sleep?
I've never been much interested,
In counting loads of sheep.
I lie there warm and cozy,
Considering my lot.
Are there things I should have done?
Or are there things forgot?
Now my chest is wheezing,
I think it's trying to talk.
And I need the bathroom.
So I get up for a walk.
Since I'm in the bathroom,
I'll have a huff and cough.
In trying to cough the phlegm out,
I'm nearly taking off!
Back inside the bedroom
Give the Ventolin a puff
I get to sleep a little more,
But it never is enough.