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Damn Sheep

One sheep, two sheep, Three sheep, four, These sleepless nights, Oh hell here's some more, It's one in the morning, I'm still counting sheep, Hoping that the next one, Puts me out so far deep, For I am ready to be, Where my eyes are shut, So I can get to that moment, And out of this rut, By dreaming about good times, When you are always around, It's like your right here, What is that sound, Well hell it's my alarm, Didn't even see what’s true, Because those damn sheep stopped me, From dreaming about you!!

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Date: 10/16/2017 4:13:00 AM
ha ha ha I can relate to those dratted sheep as I've had trouble sleeping ever since my hubby had his cancer surgery. love the humour here Justin I hope you get to dream about her in the end :-) hugs jan xx
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