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Current mood:  cheerful Category: Writing and Poetry
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My twins
only way could get them to sleep was to sing this this
We're little rug rats.
Short and stought.
But we want to bounce.
We want like to jump on beds.
Promise not to land on our heads.
Give us some cookies .
And we wont pought.
Leave our crumbs on the floor.
And we wount stand in front of the door.
Read us some stories.
We'll stop being monkeys
Give us some kisses.
And we wount be sniches.
Rock us easy we'll get sleepy
And give us some huggles.
We like to cuddles.
So sunggles we wount be buggles.
Linda Sue Bath
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6:01 PM
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