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XXXI
My Bed is a Boat
My bed is like a little boat;
Nurse helps me
in when I embark;
She girds me in my sailor's coat
And starts me in
the dark.
At night I go on board and say
Good-night to
all my friends on shore;
I shut my eyes and sail away
And see and hear
no more.
And sometimes things to bed I take,
As prudent
sailors have to do;
Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,
Perhaps a toy or
two.
All night across the dark we steer;
But when the day
returns at last,
Safe in my room beside the pier,
I find my vessel
fast.
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