Dreaming

When the morning hour-gong beeped
I found that I had sleeped.
I looked around as I arose
and saw that I had fifteen toes
all attached to three large feet
and placed in rows both straight and neat.
I measured them and quite soon saw
they really numbered up to four.
I looked again, I looked and then
I counted toes from one to ten
which wriggled singing "Tweet, tweet, tweet"
fixed on the end of two flat feet.
For this there could be but one meaning;
I had not awoke but was still dreaming.