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Wii Wiillie Wiinkie runs through the town,
Up stairs and down stairs in his night-gown,
Tapping at the window, crying at the lock,
'Are the children in their bed, for it's past ten o'clock?'

'Hey, Wiillie Wiinkie, are you coming in?
The cat is singing purring sounds to the sleeping hen,
The dog's spread out on the floor, and doesn't give a cheep,
But here's a wakeful little boy who will not fall asleep!'

Anything but sleep, you rogue! glowering like the moon,
Rattling in an iron jug with an iron spoon,
Rumbling, tumbling round about, crowing like a cock,
Shrieking like I don't know what, waking sleeping folk.

'Hey, Wiillie Wiinkie - the child's in a creel!
Wriggling from everyone's knee like an eel,
Tugging at the cat's ear, and confusing all her thrums
Hey, Wiillie Wiinkie - see, there he comes!'

Weary is the mother who has a dusty child,
A small short little child, who can't run on his own,
Who always has a battle with sleep before he'll close an eye
But a kiss from his rosy lips gives strength anew to me.

From the Wii Games They'd Never Make challenge. See all 466 entries (closed)

(theswollenbeef where there's a will there's a wank, Thu 19 Feb 2009, 12:25, archived)

Hahahaha

*hides in drawer*

:D

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XLVII .uk, Thu 19 Feb 2009, 12:26, archived)

haha lovely

(and crazy man!) :D

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op op op op op I stink therfore I spam, Thu 19 Feb 2009, 12:27, archived)

cheers

not really sure how the game would work. You'd probably just have to hare around Glasgow at night

(theswollenbeef where there's a will there's a wank, Thu 19 Feb 2009, 12:29, archived)