Rhapsody of Snores

I've had music on my mind. I've been creating my own, listening to other's, and I'm reading a book about the Beatles, "A Day in the Life." So, I was sleeping soundly, (maybe too soundly), it's probably something like 2:00 a.m. and suddenly, the Lovely Carla shakes me awake: "Jimmy, you're snoring." I immediately reply, (no thinking involved), "I'm not snoring...I'm musical."