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Oh to bed, to bed,

He asked how was the wedding? Oh dred 

finery and joy for one little boy

a blue bird in a gilted cage is his joy

the matress calls

and he is ready for bedding

Oh to sleep, to sleep,

How much can a girl weep?

pulled off clothes for one little girl

down came the zipper and rest did unfurl

she took a look

shuddered wanting to hurl!

Oh too deep , to deep

the pain pierced her as he seeped

to heaven, to heaven for one little boy

to hell, she went robbed of her innocence and joy

he marked her as his

soundly he slept like a baby boy.

oh to weep, to weep,

she wanted off a cliff to leap

then he hugged her as she wept

kissed her head and whispered he loved her

she took him as hers

and soundly like a baby she slept

Oh, to bed, to bed

was all that was said 

in the morning they woke with smiles

what a pleasure it is to be so wonderfully wed!

he made her weep in sounds of joy

then to heaven she was sent

oh to seep, to seep,

she promissed in her passion deep

to give him a his pride and joy

a bouncing little baby boy

a girl after that, and another bunele of joy!

oh joy, oh joy

one happy young girl

one happy young boy

to bed to bed

what a pleasure to be so wonderfully wed!