Midnight Lullabye
Sing a song a sixpence, pocket full a rye
Hush by my baby, no need to be cryin'
Burn the midnight oil with me, as long as you wish
Stare out at the moon, upon the window sill
And dream sing a song a sixpence, pocket full a wry
I tell you another story, tell you no lie
Dew drops on the window sill, gum drops in your hair
Your slippin into dreamland, Your noddin' your head
Oh dream
Dream of West Virginia, of the British Isles
When you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles
When you are much older, remember when we sat
At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat
And dream, dream, dream, dream
Wnuczek ze swiezo poslubiona malzonka przyjechal do dziadka na wies. Po dwoch dniach dziadek niechcacy nakryl ich in flagranti. Pod wieczor pyta wnuczka:
- A co wy tak dziwnie, tak wiesz...?
- A bo to dziadku wtedy wchodzi dwa centymetry glebiej!
- Uuu - zafrasowal sie dziadek.
Przez dwa dni dziadka nie ma - siedzi u siebie w pokoju, oblozyl sie jakimis starymi kalendarzami, papierem, olowkami... W koncu trzeciego dnia nad ranem wchodzi do kuchni.
- Stara! - mowi do babci. - Jestes niedo....na na dwadziescia kilometrow!
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