| ittle Nemo rubbed his eyes and got out of bed,
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| trying hard to piece together a broken dream.
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| His visions lifelike and full of imagination
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| it’s strange to think they come from such a tiny head.
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| Dragons breathing fire, but friendly.
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| Mushrooms as tall as houses.
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| Giant Nymphs and goblins playing,
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| scenes from a night’s dream, poor little Nemo!
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| Eating all kinds of food so close to bedtime
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| always made him have these nightmares, it seemed.
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| Helped young Washington in the garden,
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| cut the cherry tree down.
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| Now we all know that’s not history,
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| scenes from a night’s dream, poor little Nemo!
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| «Nemo, get out of bed!»
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| «Don't tell me stories, I don’t want to know!»
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| «Come on you sleepy head, we’re waiting to go!»
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| Once he went to the 'Carnival of Nations'
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| dancing with the princess through the night.
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| Found themselves on a moving platform
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| ten ton weights above them,
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| seeking audience with King Morpheus. |