The sleepy SRB is stricken with lethargy
I was going to make a poem about it, but I'm lazy
Instead, I will just do crazy rhymes, until he feels hazy
Let the creepy darkness cover seep in and stop raving
That last one didn't rhyme, but I'm also a cracked insomniac
Staying up all night and can't hit the sack
Thoughts attack, becoming whack
Oh yeah, this was about him, so let's bring this back