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Lullaby town
(this one is kinda long)
There's a quaint little place they call Lullaby Town
It'a just back of those hills where the sunsets go down.
It's streets are of silver it's buildings of gold,
and it's palaces dazzling thing to behold
There are dozens of spires, housing musical chimes
It's people are folk from the Nursery Rimes,
and at night it's alight, like a garden of glems,
with fairies, who bring the most wonderful dreams.
The Sandman is mayor, and he rules like a king.
the climates so balmy that, always it's spring,
and it's never to cold, and it's never to hot
and i'm told that there's nowhere a prettier spot
All in and about it are giant old trees,
filled with radiant birds that will sing when you please
but the strange thing about it-this secrate pray keep
is it never awakes till the world is asleep
s when night settles down, all it's lights snap aglow ,
and it's streets fill with people who dance to and fro.
Mother Goose, Old King Cole, and his fiddlers three,
Miss Muffet, jack Sprat and his wife, scamper free,
with the whole host of others, a boisterous crew,
Not forgetting the Old Lady Who Lived In A Shoe
and her troblesome brood who, with brownie and sprite,
Go trooping the streets, a bewildering sight
There are dreams for a penny and dreams that cost two
and there's no two alike, and they're sure to come true
and the buyers fare off with a toss of the head,
and they visit the Sandman, he tie them to bed
for there's nothing to do in this land of Bo-Peep,
But to frolic and sing and then go off to sleep!
yay! its done! and now my fingers hurt
so i'll write my other ones later
BYEBYE
 stonefire101 · Fri Aug 04, 2006 @ 06:52pm · 2 Comments |
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