Night one –
So noble of me
giving up a soft mattress
to sleep on the couch
It’s only three nights
I can sleep anywhere
Night two –
I hope they appreciate
those comfortable beds
there is a bar poking my
back – maybe I should
sleep sideways –
nope
Night three –
So stupid of me
giving up a real mattress
my back aches before
I even lie down
what was I thinking
being noble is for the young
—-
PAD Day 3 at Poetic Asides – take the words Three (blank) and make them the title of your poem.
rhymeswithbug 
Heehee. Yes. I remember our pull-out couch, growing up. We kids always ended up on it.
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