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Array ( [sid] => 131333 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Sandman [time] => 2007-02-03 13:01:15 [hometext] => For Johnathan who asked about the Sandman [bodytext] =>
    "The Sandman"

    Now young'un listen to the tale of a sprite
    called Sprinkle,
    once told me by Ole Lukoie,
    under stars that twinkle
    It's all about children that lay in bed and yawn,
    but who just won't sleep perhaps till dawn.
    Long ago on a certain day,
    a mischievous sprite would not stop play.
    He teased the children,kept them awake
    they got no sleep! for heaven's sake.
    This naughty sprite had a magic coat
    that changed its color and made him float.
    He could fly around the child in bed
    and sprinkle sand over their little head.
    He had an umbrella with magic power
    When it opened he'd make a sandy shower
    Now the Elf king saw this naughty sprite
    Keeping kids awake the long long night.
    For acting like a common goblin
    the elfin king solved the problem.
    He called on Sprinkle and renamed him 'Sandman'
    protecting sleeping children from the Boogieman
    For growing children's health, and goodness sake!
    now he'd help them sleep instead of staying awake.
    He left him just a bag of 'sleep sand'
    in his magic umbrella , and,
    his invisible cloak let him fly
    Putting umbrella dust in each children's eye,
    a few grains to make them fall asleep.
    With pleasant dreams in a sleep so deep
    When morning dawns when you rub your eye,
    there's sandy bits left from that Sandman guy.
    [comments] => 1 [counter] => 414 [topic] => 5 [informant] => pooper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChildrensPoetry )
    The Sandman

    Contributed by pooper on Saturday, 3rd February 2007 @ 01:01:15 PM in AEST
    Topic: ChildrensPoetry



      "The Sandman"

      Now young'un listen to the tale of a sprite
      called Sprinkle,
      once told me by Ole Lukoie,
      under stars that twinkle
      It's all about children that lay in bed and yawn,
      but who just won't sleep perhaps till dawn.
      Long ago on a certain day,
      a mischievous sprite would not stop play.
      He teased the children,kept them awake
      they got no sleep! for heaven's sake.
      This naughty sprite had a magic coat
      that changed its color and made him float.
      He could fly around the child in bed
      and sprinkle sand over their little head.
      He had an umbrella with magic power
      When it opened he'd make a sandy shower
      Now the Elf king saw this naughty sprite
      Keeping kids awake the long long night.
      For acting like a common goblin
      the elfin king solved the problem.
      He called on Sprinkle and renamed him 'Sandman'
      protecting sleeping children from the Boogieman
      For growing children's health, and goodness sake!
      now he'd help them sleep instead of staying awake.
      He left him just a bag of 'sleep sand'
      in his magic umbrella , and,
      his invisible cloak let him fly
      Putting umbrella dust in each children's eye,
      a few grains to make them fall asleep.
      With pleasant dreams in a sleep so deep
      When morning dawns when you rub your eye,
      there's sandy bits left from that Sandman guy.




      Copyright © pooper ... [ 2007-02-03 13:01:15]
      (Date/Time posted on site)





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    Re: The Sandman (User Rating: 1 )
    by yangdantien on Monday, 5th February 2007 @ 02:03:33 PM AEST
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    Ah here is a poem that at its heart is the process of mythology and what an excellent write giving life to the myth and in turn explaining the crusty eye syndrome that afflicts many children.

    Well Done

    Peace
    Yang




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