I wondered . . .

Could I be asleep?
Could I be a sheep?
Could it be that counting sheep makes you fall asleep?
Could I fall in two?
Could I fall into?
Could a fall a magic fall make me fall into two?
Could I be the sun?
Could I be the one?
It could be I couldn't see the one was just the Sun.
Could I make amend?
Could I make a friend?
Could I make a snake that made a friend into some men?
Could I drink a sea?
Could I think of B?
Could it be I think to drink the mountain maid of thee?
Could my rhyme be whack?
Could I give a smack?
Could it be that whacks and smacks do make for tasty snacks?
Could Africa be free?
Of sickness and disease?
Could it be that I should be on elephants in threes?
Could I cry a tear?
Should I wait a year?
Could a year be full of tears and then my makeup smears?
Could I wash my face?
Could I waste my grace?
Should I make a snakey face while giving fakey haste?
Sould I pair my pants?
Should I share my rants?
Could I rant and shake my pants while panting all my rants?
Could I shed some fear?
Could I feed some deer?
Should I feed some beer to deer and make fear disappear?

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