My mum advised,
That when I lose sleep,
counting sheep is what would help,
i gave it only one try,
but then when I reached the 30th number,
I saw goats,
goats dressed in white,
and on top of this goats were monkeys,
monkeys riding on the goats,
then I saw a witch,
the witch,
she had a stick,
with which she pointed at me,
daring me to get close,
and then soon,
wild cats appeared,
meowing as if hungry,
hungry for milk,
the finale was when,
a gigantic man appeared,
with a face of a donkey,
and then I let out a scream,
my mum did come,
and that is when I learnt,
counting sheep is no good before you tuck in.
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