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Good zap little Merf

Zoodle oop little Merf,
give a hug; stretch and yawn.
The night moons are fading.
There is a shine on the lawn.

Uncurl from your covers,
you sleepy gurraff.
The oglets are tuzzling.
(try hard not to laugh!)

The flooms in the garden
have started to wink.
A tiny paroobie
is churling,
zlink-zlink.

So hop to your glockers
and socks right away.
Zoodle oop little Merf.

Run and play!
Run and play!

Yoop Dooz

Yoop Dooz,
little Merf,
there are zoofs in the sky.
The glipneeps are jumping
and ready to fly.

The day-stars are fizzing
in polka-dot trails.
Your smibblets are giggling
and chasing their tails.

Near by in the garden,
who's frilling for you?
A little green zibblet
in spangles -- thats who.

So Trok with the frullops
and chase every sun.
Yoop dooz little Merf.

Come have fun!
Come have fun!

Good Zap

Good zap little Merf,
the moons have turned pink.
the giant chiwangas
are starting to sink.

In the dusk of the garden
a wild fribbet hums,
and all the blue azmblots
are covered in flumms.

So wave to the smuffits
and bring in your grib.
In your soft, furry sheets,
bounce into your bed.

Now dream with the froozels
and snuggle your feet.
Good zap little Merf.

Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.