List of things that needed to be in it...
I think the poem came out pretty interesting, and I enjoyed writing it.
I lie there slumbering, underneath the stars.
In a setting perfect for taboo dinner bells.
Hopefully, my neighbors are satisfied tonight.
I lie there securely cocooned, in my bedding.
My bulldog lounges curled at my feet. Snoring.
He is an unmovable lump.
I lie there happy, until I hear my sister’s shriek.
She flees to the corner of the tent. Crouched.
Time smash her new bedmate.