Here you will find thePoemHighly Desireableof poet Edward Dyson
The boarder in the bar-room rose, A pale gaunt man who lodged with Hann, ?I bear,? he said, ?the worst of woes, And suffer torments no one knows, For do my best I never can Have sleep like any other man. ?I have insomnia,? said he. ?At times it drives me mad outright. Whate?er I do, where?er I be, Its just the same ? so sleep for me. You won?t believe for three years quite I haven?t slept two hours a night.? Boss-cocky Billson softly swore, And turning from his chestnut cob. ?What?s that?? he questioned from the door. ?You say that you don?t sleep no more Than two hours? I pay thirty bob. Now, mister, do you want a job??
