African American Nursery Rhyme
African American Nursery Rhyme
By Valerie Odom
December 2, 2016
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep;
If I die before I wake
I pray for Lord my soul to take
Amen
Now I’m afraid to roam these streets
I pray the Lord 12 doesn’t kill me
If I die before 28
I pray for Lord I at least graduate
Amen
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