by Shel Silverstein
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my toys to break.
So none of the other kids can use 'em....
Amen.
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Rantings of an obsessive-compulsive, borderline manic-depressive, anal-retentive meanie.
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