Sleep, sleep oh glorious sleep such a welcomed part of the day.
Goodbye sun,
The moon has come.
But don't worry she's not here to stay.
When the world wakes in the morning my dear then your time will arrive,
To rise and shine,
From six until nine,
And to keep all the flowers alive.
Please don't fret dear moon and dear sun you both have your specialties.
One shines bright,
While the other shines white,
And both are beautiful if you please.
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