There once was a hypno induction

A poetic mental seduction

It certainly rhymed

To quiet your mind

And give you some nice thought reduction.

It’s pure silliness at first glance

You think this will work? Not a chance!

It’s surely a jest

This would be hard pressed

To put anyone into a trance

But what if it worked after all?

It is very pleasant to fall…

To drift and to sink

To not have to think

To have your mind slow to a crawl.

So now that I have your attention

It’s an excellent time, now, to mention

It’s already started

Your path has been charted

I just need to build some more tension

Silly poetry I do corrupt

So that your thoughts, I can disrupt

For what do I wait?

Is this simply bait?

Now break up the pattern and drop

And as you go deeper and deeper

Your path down getting ever steeper

You float and you drift

Enjoying the shift

To feel more and more like a sleeper

Enjoy this peaceful relaxation

A nice little mental vacation

To feel nice and loose

From your resident Moose

Providing this limerick narration

While before, maybe your mind raced

Now, all your thoughts are unlaced

Light as a feather

They’ll come back together

But first I’ll give you one last taste

Take in this moment to savour

Your own trance, the feel, the flavour

I know, it’s so nice

It’s sure been a slice!

I’ll count you back up, as a favour

With a one, two, three, four, and five

Come on now, wake up, look alive!

Through six and seven

And eight, nine, and ten

Back to wakefulness you do arrive.