from the Wicked Children’s Book of Nursery Rhymes

Go to sleep, my baby
and maybe you’ll sleep sound,
I’m sure you won’t be kidnapped
or buried in the ground.

Go to sleep, my baby
and don’t give in to fear
of waking up without your teeth
and only half an ear.

Go to sleep, my baby
and hush that gentle cry,
I’m sure the fairies love you,
it’s not your time to die.

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