Can't Seep

June 5, 2008
By Caitlynn Radlinger, West Deptford, NJ

One sheep,
Two sheep,
Red sheep,
Blue sheep;
I still can’t sleep.
Hush little baby,
Don’t say a word;
I still can’t sleep.
If I die before I wake,
I pray to lord, my soul to take;
I still can’t sleep.
Good night,
Sweet dreams.
No bed-bugs tonight;
I still can’t sleep.
I still can’t sleep.
I still can’t sleeeeeeeep. . .
Wakey wakey green-eggs and bacey


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