Sandman's Confessions
No time to weepOr I'll put you to sleep.
You'll go anyway,
But I'll help you to stay.
You see, I never sleep, myself.
My job is nonstop
Sprinkling sand in eyes
Before people just drop.
I do my job almost perfect,
And I don't have to work it.
Keeping people asleep,
My job's hardly worth it!
I have to admit, though,
A cool part of my job:
Is seeing people's dreams
As their hearts softly throb.
I am the Sandman
The doing-my-job-man,
The "guy-who-keeps-you-asleep-
While-your-alarm-clock-goes-off-man."
My job is nonstop
Keepin' heads in beds soft.
So forget the Candyman
'Cause I am the Sandman
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