roll over

she says roll over
you're hogging the bed,
plus your cold
feet are touching me.
so you roll
and roll and roll
before long you are in
ohio, but you don't
stop there, you keep
rolling, across
the prairies,
up over the rocky
moutains until you
land on a shelf
of warm sand before
the pacific ocean.
it's here where you
can finally stretch
out and stop.