Written by someone i was close with

She thought it was funny of my funny text

I wrote.this part 3 of 4

Here is another lullaby, oh Flores my dear,

No angry rock screaming, no loudness to fear.

No “shit up, shit up, shut up” in sight,

No fat-thumbed backspace to mess up tonight.

No questions of AirPods, though they cost a ton,

(But throwing them away? Oh no, that’s no fun!)

Ah, I’m off track—wait, back to the theme,

A lullaby for Flores, a sweet little dream.

Close your eyes and think, not of “bam bam bam,”

Nor the pill you mentioned—no ma’am, no ma’am!

Not dreaming of that, oh, how did we stray?

A proper lullaby, yes, is on the way.

Tra tra pa pa, close your eyes real tight,

Yes, dream of getting laid tonight!

No, no, what is wrong with this song?

It’s silly, it’s crazy, but still goes along!

Ah, I’m off track—wait, back to the theme,

A lullaby for Flores, a sweet little dream.

So here it is, for your rest and delight,

Close your eyes, Flores, and sleep through the night.

Tra tra pa pa, forget the wrong verse,

A lullaby like this could never get worse!

So Flores, relax, and drift off to sleep,

With tra tra pa pa, those dreams you can keep!

No wrong verses here, no wild dreams to fight,

Just sweet peace for Flores, tucked in so tight.