[verse]
I'm feeling kinda tired.
No energy today.
I think I need a nap. Lie in bed and rest my head.
And sleep a while, that's what I do.

[alt-verse]
I guess I've overdone it.
Too much coding in the week.
And it's only Thursday morning, I've lots more yet to do.
Have to code, that's what I do.

[break]

[chorus]
On and on I nap along,
Sleeping endlessly's my song.
Rest my eyes and thinking long,
'bout the code that must be done.

[alt-chorus]
Tried all day to stay alert,
But my sleepy head did hurt.
So I guess I'll rest a while,
Let my snoring be my smile.

[break]

[bridge]
Why is it that I can't seem to get enough sleep, lately.
Must be something strange from all the heatwave (it got so hot)
I guess I need to catch up with the naps I didn't have,
Because the room was 28 degrees, and I can't sleep in that.


[break]

[chorus]
On and on I nap along,
Sleeping endlessly's my song.
Rest my eyes and thinking long,
'bout the code that must be done.

[alt-chorus]
Tried all day to stay alert,
But my sleepy head did hurt.
So I guess I'll rest a while,
Let my snoring be my smile.

[break]

[verse]
So much sleep, I need much more sleep,
I need a nap that's long, surely that's not wrong.
So let me take some time, to nap a little while,
Because I need more sleep, more sleep, more sleep

[alt-verse]
(more sleep, more sleep, more sleep, more sleep)
(baa) sheep, count sheep, (baa) sheep, count sheep.
Sleep, sheep, sheep, sleep, sleep, sheep, sleep
sheep-sheep-sheep-sleep-sleep-sheep-sheep-sheep
Nap!

[break]
(baa)

[break]

On and on I nap along,
Sleeping endlessly's my song.
Rest my eyes and thinking long,
'bout the code that must be done.

[alt-chorus]
Tried all day to stay alert,
But my sleepy head did hurt.
So I guess I'll rest a while,
Let my snoring be my smile.

[break]

JNKCE20250807

The Edible Electronics Dilemma

Int. Dave's Games and ScrunchCakes - Staff Room
[Dave is surrounded by electronic components and half-eaten ScrunchCakes. Mrs Thompson is standing in the doorway looking increasingly concerned.]

Dave: [examining a circuit board] I just don't understand why they don't make edible bluetooth chips.
Mrs Thompson: I told you this was all for nothing. Did you listen?
Dave: But it's the only thing we can't do. We've got the liquorice tubing, the purple acting as the water-cooling, and the inner sausage's skin acts as the diaphragm.
Mrs Thompson: Don't be silly, now, David. How would you even power them?
Dave: We can use the vanilla essence! It conducts electricity!
Mrs Thompson: From what, though?
Dave: We could add wireless charging to the tables.
Mrs Thompson: We are not electrocuting our customers, David.
Dave: [pulling out a notebook] Look, I've done the maths. If we combine the vanilla essence with some copper wire-
Mrs Thompson: Copper wire isn't edible either.
Dave: But liquorice shoe-laces are. They're basically the same thing!
Mrs Thompson: They're really not.

[Green enters, carrying a box]

Dave: Green! Perfect timing! I need a test subject!
Green: [dropping the box onto the table] Absolutely not. My ears are still ringing from yesterday.
Dave: This is much safer. We just need to find a good bluetooth chip that can be eaten.
Green: Edible Bluetooth?
Mrs Thompson: David...
Green: Then what? My stomach sings to me in the shower?
Dave: Or ones that scream when you bite them!
Green: That's even worse.
Dave: [pulling out some liquorice shoelaces] Look, if I just connect these to the cream filling...
Mrs Thompson: Step away from the ScrunchCakes, David.
Dave: Like I said, though, we need the bluetooth. Any thoughts, Greenie?
Mrs Thompson: [to Green] Please make him stop.
Green: Maybe we could hold off on this concept. Let the world of Bluetooth catch up to you.
Dave: [suddenly inspired] Wait! What if we used pop rocks?

[End Credits Roll]