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A little rhyming poem about sleep. |
| Often what we're reaching towards Are the most insane rewards. What we'd like most is to sleep And not hear alarms go beep... Times are changing, so they say - Get things done, and hope and pray Sometime we'll go nighty-night, Reawake when sun shines bright. Here comes bedtime, finally, Bed clothes on, now wait and see What it takes to rise again, But for now, we'll snooze 'til then! A splendid wink's a healthy cause, Peaceful rest, a stressless pause - Golly, there's no time to wait; Go to bed, it's getting late! |