Count The Sheep
My sweet darling
With a smile of sunshine
Green eyes sparkling
And perfect by design
My darling
Go to sleep
Under starlight
Starting counting the sheep
Sheep walking on clouds
One, two, three and four
And the sheep become crowds
The night filled with snores
My darling
Go to sleep
Under starlight
Starting counting the sheep
Xavier Wildefyre
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