Waking Up Poem

I wake up first at four o'clock

And go right back to sleep

This is my favorite time of night

No need for counting sheep

I wake up next at eight-o-five

And start to brace my frame

I have another half an hour for sleep

But it's not the same

I wake up last at eight, half-past

Emerge from my bed's fluff

I don't always feel rested

But I am awake enough