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Aug 2018
Sleeping, Sleeping, Sleeping
at midnight they are creeping.
look who is peeping.
while you are sleeping, sleeping, sleeping.
The eyes of the night are they not a fright?
peeping, peeping, peeping
while you are sleeping.
Written by
Roy H Albrecht  25/M/USA
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