I can’t go to sleep
I have sat up all darn night
I just want to sleep
Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.
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Very well written. Keep up the good work!
I can relate.
Oh you poor thing. Have you checked with the doctor to see what would help?
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I can relate.
Oh you poor thing. Have you checked with the doctor to see what would help?