Long After Midnight

IT'S LONG AFTER MIDNIGHT

It’s long after midnight

     And all are asleep.

In the moon’s silvery rays

     Little eyes start to peep.

 

Now, listen quite carefully!

     Hear the squeaking of doors?

Hear the whispering, giggling

     And pattering of paws?

 

You must keep your eyes closed

     And pretend you don’t hear.

It’s just teddy bears playing.

     You’ve nothing to fear!

 

 

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