Pillo the pillow

Pillo the pillow,

When the sleep sails billow,

Sneaking under the whispering willow.

Searching for leaves

Under the eaves

With the intention of harmless thieves.

The leaves he takes

He never breaks

Stuffs in himself, small or big flakes.

This he does

Without any fuss

This he does and only because,

He likes you

Wants to help you through

The sleepless nights and he strikes true.

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