Dexter, is fun allowed yet?

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The day with it's cares and perplexities, is ended; and the night is now upon us. The night should be a time of peace and tranquillity, a time to relax and be calm. We have need of a soothing story to banish the disturbing thoughts of the day. To set at rest our troubled minds, and put at ease our ruffled spirits. And what sort of story shall we hear? Ah, it will be a familiar story. A story that is so very, very old and yet it is so new.

It's cold outside, there's no kind of atmosphere. I'm all alone, more or less. Let me fly, far away from here! Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun sun! I want to lie shipwrecked and comatose! Drinking fresh, mango juice. Goldfish shoales nibbling at my toes! Fun, fun fun in the sun , sun, sun! Fun, fun fun in the sun , sun, sun!

Could it get some wind for the sailboat? And it could get for it is, it could get the railroad for these workers and it could be where it is. It could Franky, it could be Franky. Oh these are the days my friends, and these are the days my friends. It could be those ones.