My old bed creaks,
It harasses my sleep by all manner of tricks,
stiffening my neck like am sleeping on bricks,
Even the language in my drims is in greeks.
I need a new bed,
A cozy place to put my head,
Id colour it red,
To make my drims bloody red.
I want a human bed,
One thats constantly warm,
One that would hold me as i sleep tyt,
It myt kiss me goodnyt,
Tell me a story to make me sleep,
Always to Wake me late for i need to sleep abit.
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