In light of what I've just posted above, thought this was rather pertinent
Crystal's Bedtime Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep The King Sized Bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the centre groove,
My poor old Dad can hardly move.
Iv'e trapped his legs, they're tucked in tight,
And here is where I pass the night.
No one disturbs me or dares intrude,
Til morning comes and 'I want food!'
I sneak up slowly to begin,
And nibble on my Dad's chin.
For morning's here, it's time to play,
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you lord, for giving me,
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs and holds me tight,
And shares his bed with me at night.