"Sweet Dreams" a double quintain poem written in monorhyme stanzas.

Had lots of dreams, ne'er a one sweet
Dreamt a fine gal, went out to eat
Opened her mouth, she had no teeth
On to the next one, kinda neat
With rubber bands I shot some skeet 

Just some dreams that I'm here to tout
But "sweet" ain't what they's all about
A little weird they are no doubt
When doors lead in but take me out
To lands of strange where sleep does scout.
—holden klass