Must sleep

Not a peep

Counting sheep

One, two, three, four

Close the door

Sweep the floor

Close my eyes

Count to five

Bake some pies


Six, seven, eight

Sheep jump gate

Blobs take shape

How'd I get to ninety-nine?

I'll be fine

I just need to sleep

The devil eats meat

As he bounds and leaps

I'm not making sense

I'll just repair the fence

Flying high

In the sky

Don't know why

I don't lie

Prepare to fight

With a knife

Want some more

Here's a smore

And now I say

With all my might

Good Night!