Ode To My Ceiling

Last night I lay in my bed,
Staring up at the stars,
Then I thought to myself,
Where is my ceiling?
Ceiling, ceiling where art thou?
“Where are you ceiling?” I shout,
Together we were like Romeo and Juliet,
I can't keep this up I'm no Shakespearette!
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