Five little angels
Five little angels jumped on my bed
Tickling my feet, tapping on my head
Four little angels knew I was mad
They didn’t care, they enjoyed being bad
Three little angels fell off my bed
Serves them right for messing with my head
Two little angels began to giggle
One played a harp, the other played a fiddle
One little angel blew me a kiss
I threw my pillow, it was a near miss.
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