Lullaby
Sleep,
Nemo, sleep,
Long and deep,
Soft and tall.
Sleep,
Slow and steep,
Nemo, sleep –
Shadows call…
Dream,
Of clowns and kings,
And lurking things
Behind the wall.
Dreams –
What brings them here ?
It’s you, my dear –
You dream them all !
Fake !
You make them up !
Let’s shake them up
And have a ball !
Quake,
And dreams will break up.
Time to wake up –
Let them fall…
Wake,
Nemo Dreamo,
Now they seem so
Strange and small.
I wish Winsor McCay had used more positive space in his speech balloons – the text runs too close to the walls.
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