Sing to me

“Aw, why won’t you sing to me?”
“Because I don’t want to.”
“Why, are you scared?”
“Why are you scared? You don’t need to be scared of me I’m not going to say anything bad.”
“I’m just really nervous that’s all.”
“Aw, come one, just sing. Stop being stubborn.”
“Come on, you have to get over your fear of singing to me sometime. Why don’t you just get it done and over with?”
“Alright…fine. What do you want me to sing, though?”
“Sing me a lullaby….sing me Rock-a-by-baby.”
“Ok…Rock-a-by-baby, on the tree top, when the wind blows, the cradle will rock, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and down will come baby, cradle and all…”
“Oh my gosh, that was really good! You should sing more you’re really good at it.”
“Thanks. I’m finally glad I sang to you.”
“Now you don’t have to worry about that fear anymore and you can sing to me whenever you want.”

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