Night After a busy day to day, Of snowballs and play, It's time to snuggle up, And 'Night Night' we shall say, Get all cosy in the covers, Warming up like lovers, Baking in the heat, Like a piece of meat, With the hit water bottle, And sleepy plant, You give your self a Rottle, Before laying down in a dreamy chant, Night night fair Arendelle, corona and Portune to, I'll see you in the morning, And at 80 I'll be waiting in the comment box for you