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| When day is done I like to rest, Content that I have done my best. I drift so swiftly off to sleep, To wander in my dreams so deep. I work and play with fervent zeal, And so at night it's tired I feel. No need to lie awake and count The sheep a-jumping on the mount. Although my snoring may be loud, I hope it will not wake a crowd. When morning comes and rest is done It's time for me to have more fun. | ||
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