you 're a regular wreck with a crick in your neck and no wonder you snore for your head 's on the floor and you 've needles and pins from your sole to your shins and your flesh is a-creep for your left leg 's asleep and you 've cramp in your toes and a fly on your nose you 've got fluff in your lung and a feverish tongue and a thirst that 's intense and a general sense that you have n't been sleeping in clover ...