Three Pacies for the Fussy under the mobile,
Seven for the Gassy in their sleep sacks zipped,
Nine for First-Born Son doomed to dribble,
One for the Evan Baby with his diaper ripped,
In the Land of Sleeptime where Babies lie.
One Paci to rule them all, One Paci to quiet him,
One Paci to calm his bawl and in the darkness distract him
In the Land of Sleepytime where Babies lie.
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