Imp
Mischievous spirit
Roaming in my brain
Curl me a memory
That hasn’t got much pain
Disorganize the 80s
And mix up my teens
Jumble it all
Into a series of scenes
Every night without fail
A new puzzle for me
Every morning I wake
With a new mystery
Weird little imp
As I go to bed
I wonder what kind
Of dream you will send