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Sheepy Lullaby
I lay at night unable to sleep
Imagining sheep made out of sheets
They are white and fluffy
Just like my pillow
They start to float up into the sky
As my ceiling gives way to shining stars
I float up to and touch the moon
It's golden dust raining down
I perch there, on the moon up high
And watch the world go spinning by
Nothing can touch me
When I'm in the sky
Then slowly I come floating down
Nestled in my bed so warm
Dozing to the nightly lull
Of soft bleating from
A sheepy lullaby
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