Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Can't Seep

By
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





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback