Peep, peep
Just a little peep.
Geepers creepers where’d you get those peepers?
Help me find my inspiration. Please. I seemed to have misplaced it somewhere.
I’ll just have to peep, peep, peep, till I get it back.
Row, Row, Row your boat gently down the stream. Merrily, Merrily, Merrily Merrily, Life’s about a dream.
Just another frustration to add to all the others.
I think that last comment deserves a squawk. Instead of a peep.
Little Bo Peep lost her sheep. Hey! Maybe my inspiration wandered off with Bo Peeps sheep.
How does that rhyme go again … does she ever find her sheep?
Peep. Peep.
No peeps aloud from other peeping people.
Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy. A kid’ll eat ivy to. Wouldn’t you?
I think my inner child is trying to tell me something.
She’s peeping in nursery rhyme code though.
Star light. Star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may. I wish I might. Wish the wish I wish tonight.
Good night. My little one.
Sleep in peace.
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