I was alone in my room that fateful night
Trying to sleep with all my might
Lost was I in a sea of darkness, for only ship I had a bed
Suffering a tempest of disillusion, lost love, and anger in my head
I then realized ’twas no bed, but the mighty Argos instead
And in the elements die I might, was it such an awful plight
Suddenly overboard I flew, and while I fell, waiting to die I knew
There was hope for I had only fallen out of bed.
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