Moving Bed

MOVING BED

Oh thee pretty bed,
Oh thee Lovely creature
Blessedth thou are till thy end.

Infant i racket thy pleasure
Yet thy keep me calm,
Kept me on thy ebonic back 

Running helter skelter for
my darling pleasure,
Singing melodiously to
my anxious Yhear
Thy voice sound really good?
Just like the angel above.

I feel perfectly good on you
Running helter skelter for my
only sake,
Collaborated with thy
pleasant voice.

To and fro, To and fro,
Movement of thy sleepy back
Dizzy, dizzy i go,
Until am off to the dream land.

© Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi
All Right Reserved 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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