Counting Sheep

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    • Robin
    • Even if you are on the right track, you’ll get run over if you just sit there.

    Counting Sheep

    In my bed with tender care
    I began my bedtime prayer
    Now I lay me down to sleep
    as I started counting sheep
    I lay here counting one by one
    anxiously waiting to get it done
    Thought I saw the end of the line
    comes the sheep one more time
    Big ones Small ones thin ones too
    some have eyes of baby blue
    Some are grazing in the grass
    some move slow some move fast
    Some were yawning rubbing their eyes
    even made some little sighs
    So I lay here counting the sheep
    asking the lord my soul to keep
    To keep me from losing my mind
    surely my sleep I can not find
    There must be some other way
    I think the sheep are here to stay
    Oh, how sleep does resist
    there’s a sheep I think I missed
    Lord, keep my soul in your care
    help me find some sleep somewhere
    If I should die before I wake
    I know some sheep that will be stake
    Now I lay here in suspence
    they’re taking their time to jump the fence
    If I die from counting sheep
    I took this counting thing to deep
    I prayed the lord my soul to take
    counting sheep was a big mistake
    Now fast asleep, what did I see
    all those sheep, counting me?



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    TJR commented on Counting Sheep

    07-04-2009

    This was so entertaining. I enjoyed reading this alot and even got a few laughs out of it. Definitely one of my favorites. I'm sure I'll come back and read it again for another laugh. Good...great job.

    organicchick commented on Counting Sheep

    06-09-2009

    I love it!! Very unique content, whimsicle as epiksonik put it "in a neurotic sense". Great flow and really creative! Put it in my favs!

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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