I hie unto bed, for soft renewal of my strength

Before i continuest in my mad hollow crown ague

To nap, perchance to read
upon m'kindle
in the pitch black dark
and in that be a spark
And heeding any a lark
That sniffeth mine own farts
Ahhh there's the rub
Rubber ducky squeaking
oh tis so fleeting

{exuent Junky with loud alarum}