Ringeling, ringeling
Bells are ringing
Midnight is alight
My mind is bright
The cat is inside
It’s cold outside
Ringeling, ringeling
Bells are ringing
Eyes won’t shut
Mind is aflame
No one around
For the harvest moon
Hunts shadows
Ringeling, ringeling
Bells are ringing
Her silver sleigh
Runs through the clouds
Head tosses over the pillows
Trying to follow her course
Ringeling, ringeling
Bells are ringing
One is never alone
When sleep escapes
The insomniac heavenly disk
Keeps you company
To track it back!
Lucette C. Bailliet
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