The Sandman
Sleepy head, it's time for bed
For it is late indeed,
Time to meet the Sandman
And ride your favourite steed.
Your dreams can take you anywhere
As they weave their magic spell,
Tucked up nice and snug in bed
You can ride your carousel.
How wondrous the adventures
As you ride him through the night,
You, he, and all his friends
In joyous, dream filled flight.
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