“Sleep my dear child,
From tiredness that irks,
Father’s in the field,
And mother’s left for work.
Come down from the rooftops,
The little cat that sneaks,
Keep vigil on my child; may she,
Sleep a quiet sleep.”
From tiredness that irks,
Father’s in the field,
And mother’s left for work.
Come down from the rooftops,
The little cat that sneaks,
Keep vigil on my child; may she,
Sleep a quiet sleep.”
C.SeanMcGee ₢2015
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