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A/N: Because sleeping is so worth writing a poem about.
Warnings: You don't deserve any.
Summary: Poem. Why Crowley enjoys sleep so much.

He Rested


And on the seventh day, God rested--
Nothing had ever felt so wonderful;
It was His best creation.
He rested for the joy of it--
And laughed at the new idea he had
Because it was just odd enough to work.
And on the seventh day, God rested--
Oh what a mistake that ended up being,
For He got absolutely nothing done!
He rested for the joy of it--
Only two angels would ever feel that joy
And one made an excellent demon.

God likes it when you sleep

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