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[Tom Yossarian Joad]

It's time to go to bed, my child
and rest your so sweet head.

It's time to go to bed, my child,
and pray the bombs don't fall.

It's time to go to bed, my child,
And don't think of your Father

Who you saw in pieces as they
carried you

To pour saline on your burns.

It's time to go to bed, my child
and try so not to worry

that the world will explode again
like it did last night,

It's time to go to bed, my child
we will find another place.

To live

and think of pretty ponies
and flowers on the lawn
and school and fun
and laughter


if God deems it so.

It's time to go to sleep,
my child,
I wish I knew you more.