Rock A By Baby! Poem by Becky Ginn

Rock a by baby in the tree tops
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the branch brakes the baby will fall
Down will come cradle baby and all

Mommys a sleep and daddy is too
Nobody cares what happens to you
You could fall and crack your head
Know one would care if you were dead

The monsters and goblins are now out
No one will here if you give a shout
You will die not just asleep
Saddly for you no one will weep