Floating on my bed,
Sheep playing in my head.

We’ll fly right past the moon,
Singing songs on Neptune.
Dance among the stars,
Sip Milo over Mars.

Slide down the Milky Way,
There’s always time to play.
Southern Cross, we’ll take a stroll
And throw pillows in a black hole.

Who wants to go to sleep?
I’d rather count some sheep!

Artwork: COUNTING SHEEP by Gemma Creegan