Last night I had a tough time in sleeping
I wasn't too happy nor was I weeping
I was just bored and didn't know what to do
So I opened my favorite pass time, writer babu
I saw a lot of stories, articles and poetry
Quite a lot of time was spent, hours counted to three
Oh, then I remembered I have college tomorrow
Monday morning, as it is a day of sorrow
Nothing could have been done now
I looked at the time, it said it's five, my love
I knew I had no time, my eyes were strained, yet I could read more and more
It's all because of you writer babu
But hey, I'm not blaming, it's my way of saying Thank you
I woke up late, missed my first class already
I knocked the door, I heard sir saying why are you late young lady
I had no reply, I said I'm sorry
He smiled and called me in, said don't you worry
I gotta sleep today on time
When the clock strikes half past nine
