The Topsy Turvy World of Childhood
The topsy turvy world of childhood
When the evening sun has drifted
And is dropping out of sight
The moon up in the heavens
Then brings forth another night
I just want to have some fun
I’ve energy to spare
I’ll be sent to flipping bed
And I don’t want to be there
When the morning sun is shining
And the day has just begun
The birds are singing loudly
And are having lots of fun
I look out of the window
And I feel a lot of dread
I don’t want to get up now
I want to stay in bed
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