Don't read under the covers if you are all alone,
but most importantly don't answer the phone.
Turn all the lights on in the house,
and please be as quiet as a little bitty mouse.

Now you're asking what is wrong with me,
I, m not afraid but you will soon see.
That when you read under the covers all alone,
and you happen to have to answer the phone?

Well what if your feet get all tangled up in the sheets,
you might fall out of bed and cause some grief.
You might step on the dog, or even the cat,
then you'll be sorry, I promise that.

So read in a chair and not in the bed,
If you must then please use your head,
Get slo..wl..y out and put your feet down,
the stand up and check all around.

My uncle Angus broke both of his arms,
and one of his legs, the cat? no harm.
But as he tried to get his balance you see,
fell down the stairs, and spilled his tea.

richard (sean) scarbrough (james)

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