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Created on: June 13, 2008
I tried counting sheep,
But I can't fall asleep.
I paced the room at night.
It's no afternoon delight.
My eyes are bloodshot red
As I lay with my eyes wide open in bed.
I think I'll just read a book.
Don't give me that awful look.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll get some rest.
I had better or I'll fly off my nest.
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