Listen! It is night in the bedroom.
(of course toys, can come to life) ...
the soldier bangs his drum, and teddy
picnics with every one.
The plastic spider can bite,
and farm yard animals shite,
over the white dress,
of some Wicked Queen,
and the sleeping Snow White.
Can you not hear the panda,
searching for bamboo shoots?
Seven dwarfs, yes seven
as off to work they go,
pulling on their working boots.
Dinosaurs battle,
near a farm yard of cattle,
and a doll that says 'mummy.
is shaking her rattle.
Sleep tight...
my angels.
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