Dim the lights. Good night, Sleep tight, Don't let the bedbugs bite. Tomorrow you will come dream-roving with me! I shall paint you a scene, Painstakingly mixing it drop by drop. And you shall tell me a story With painstaking details. What I shall see And what you shall hear I shall hear And you shall see. We will together leap with glee Just like a deer Or we will deal with shaking knees Because of what we hear In dreamland. And tomorrow night We shall have stories To tell our little ones Because, you see, With a book, A stick of wood and lead, And a little word play We may do just as we ple!