Bed time. Lights out.
Sit up. Find out.
Bed walls darken.
Night stars hearken.
Small girl look up!
Small boy what's up?
9 Stares then upstairs
Let's dash straight into multi nursery verse
Nothing terse just staring stars
Starring straight into our eyes
These zig-zag calming pools of
Lusciously cold
flowing hues
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