Lullaby

It’s time to say goodnight my friends

Cuz all good things must have their ends.

I crawl into my downy bed

to find a pillow for my head

And start to dream most instantly

Of angels watching over me

Oh, I may toss and turn a bit

But soon my brows will be unknit

I hope you too will find repose

And not count sheep or all your toes

The secret to a good night’s rest

Is some warm milk that you ingest

But if a cow you haven’t got

Then read a book with moldy plot

And soon your eyes will close so sweet

That you won’t even need a sheet

But fall upon your wooden floor

For many hours steeped in snore.