Windsor Guadalupe Jr
Sleep, Child Of Mischief! - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
The birds go randy in crazy flocks
And the clocks croon tick tock tick tock
Young like a bud, springing from the garden
I picked one rose, like a mischievous warden
Go to sleep, meddlesome child!
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