. This challenge comes form poet James A. Tweedie: Perhaps the most familiar of all formal, English-language poems is the classic 18th century bedtime prayer that reads: Now I lay me down to sleepI pray the Lord, my soul to keep.But if I die before I wakeI pray the Lord, my soul to take. Over the years, sensitive parents have rewritten it many ways including like this: Now I lay me down to sleep,I pray the Lord my soul to keep;Angels watch me through the night,And wake me with the morning light. The poem has often been parodied and although I believe the original version was perfectly suitable in its day, I’m confident that there are some of you who will be inspired by my challenge to improve on it! Post your version in the comments section below. No winners, losers, gold medals or participant’s trophies—just fun. Here are three to help kick-start your Muse: Now I lay me down to rest;I cheated on my Civics testBut since I got away with itAnd passed, I feel okay with it. Now I lay me down to sleepI know that what I sow, I’ll reap.But does that count if no one heardMe call Irene a “stinky turd?” As I kneel and bow my headI pray that I won’t wet the bedThe way I did two nights ago—And please don’t let my sister know. Ready, Set, Go! . .