Good night son!
Go to sleep
You've had fun
with the toys you keep
I don't want to hear a peep
rest your head
till you fall asleep
in your Spiderman bed
Night everyone
I'm off to count sheep
you laughed a ton
and read Little Bo Beep
now its time to sleep
and look ahead
to the morning leap
off your Spiderman bed
to daddies, and over-run
his pit and make him weep
early bird what you done?
when are you gona let me oversleep
let's go little 'bleep!'
downstairs to be fed
is it cereal or oatmeal
any how it is bye to my bed.
I got a raw deal
when your mama said
in a little squeal
your turn! get him fed.
- Author: MOS ( Offline)
- Published: June 25th, 2018 04:19
- Category: Children
- Views: 101
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Comments1
I LOVE THIS ONE,IT REMINDS ME OF MY DAUGHTER,SHE JUST TURNED 7 YESTERDAY,SHE IS VERY SPUNKY AND ENERGETIC.I FULLY KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN.THANKS.
Thanks I'm glad you liked it!
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