He's finally gone to sleep
I wish they'd put him in another cage
So I could count some sheep
All he wants to do is play
And pull my hair and nose
I want to climb up in a tree
Where I can recompose
I swear this is the last one
I don't like my job
Don't mean to sound depressing
Or act like I'm a snob
I just want to get some rest
And wish that time would fly
So he could climb on his own
And learn how to comply
~Moses~
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