The water breaks gently over sand.
The ocean waves come from the deep
My child lay your head on a pillow
And please, go the fuck to sleep.

At night come the wandering spirits
Searching for souls they can reap
My darling don't you be scared
Just shut the fuck up and sleep

Kids know the night time is frightening
Scare them so they cant even peep
Then scream really loud and they'll pass out
And finally you can go the fuck to sleep


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.