Get ready for bed,
Pj's on,
Brush teeth,
Go toilet,
Say good night,
Close your door,
Get into bed,
turn the lamp out.
Then when you are,
Settled you have an idea or two,
So it's,
Turn lamp on,
Get out of bed,
Pick up a pen and pad,
Then climb back into bed.
Write down a few ideas,
And turn your light out,
And go to sleep,
But then you realise,
You can't sleep because,
Your head is saying lots,
Of different things,
And ideas,
But eventually your sound asleep,
like a baby,
night night
hehe a random poem about bedtime. also wrote at night
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