My bed

My bed is out of control
Whenever I feel sleepy
It tucks me in and forces me to rest

And so I thought to stop this beast
I need somebody to patrol
Since this is really creepy
My evil lodge causes me great unrest

This is the least
That should be done
Not to fall prey
To its unruly and demonic plans

But tell me, would you like
To be the one
So good and fey
And chase away the hauntings with your lance?

And through the night, keep me awake

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