Wet Sails in the Sunset

Some nights I sail the seven seas
Where pirates chase and monsters roar.
When I awake, I know the noise
Was nothing more than Daddy’s snore.

Some nights I crash upon a rock
And feel the sea creep towards my head.
Those dreams are ones I hate the most
Because it means I wet my bed!

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