XLI: Stakeout

On stakeout for a treasured friend am I,

a-waiting for a package he has got.

Sometime today the payload will be by,

and I'm to safely guard the thing he's bought.

But this fine couch I'm staked upon is soft.

t'would be so easy now to sink and sleep.

t'would be so easy, with this blanket doffed;

and, oh, like oceans, would it be so deep.

But what a friend I'd be…