Pig In A Blanket

I’m getting more porky when lying in bed

I even gain weight when I sleep

So why am I gaining, not losing instead

Thank goodness I’m not counting sheep

I wake up each morning and turn on the lights

The blanket is stuck to my face

My pillow is missing a couple of bites

There’s syrup all over the place

Who can relate to the point that I’m makin

That slumber is making me fat

My problem is simply, I can’t resist bacon

What diet will counteract that

The room reeks of pancakes, or so it would seem

I’m dreaming all night about food

I’m even a porker asleep it would seem

A pig-the-blanket type dude

There’s a “river of life” with a syrupy flow

And the air had a maple-like smell

This may just be heaven, I really don’t know

It’s too pleasant for it to be hell