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Sleeping Deep

I'm counting sheep,
When I sleep really deep,
I go and visit,
Little Bo Peep.
 
Don't choose the octane,
For your solar car,
It doesn't need alcohol,
Or what comes from a bar.
 
Poke out the eyes,
Of a pointed needle,
And take a blood test,
If you're feeling feeble.
 
You need potatoes, carbs,
Grains and some fat,
Fruits, vegetables, meat,
You know that's that!
 
The chemical bonds,
Are not like James,
Not held together,
With a numeric nickname.
 
The Red Baron,
With at least five kills,
Downings of aircraft,
Combat pilots were thrilled.
 



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