Hit the sack, nice and comfy, musically to play lullabies suddenly, nightingale stars coming on the spotlight gleams, middle of the night it was a moonshine brightens up in colorized skyline beautified culture, he wears his own bluish of nightgown and cap too, admitted to rest his lightly eyes, a breathable tummy filled with air in and out wonderfully, the story of Winnie A Pooh who likes to cuddle, and dreamed about honey in his own swarmed humongous bowl in this day forward, he wanted to swam the extra thickest pool of honey to play along, he adore to sing on tune forever
Written by
Michael James Brindley
11-18-19
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