Saini Sa'aB
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MY BED
My bed, My bed, I love my bed.
It rests my feet, it rests my head.
It brings me sleep from dreadful days.
It clears my brain from misty haze.
It rests my neck, it rests my back.
I love to spend time in my sack.
It rests my eyes, it rests my heart.
It brings each morn a brand new start.
It rests my hands, it rests my toes.
Whatever else it rests, who knows.
So even though it’s seldom said.
My! Oh how I love my bed
