I'm not going to tell you how long Gwen slept for last night, but it rhymes with PLIX SOURS.
I'm not going to tell you how long she slept for after waking up for her (one!) night feeding, either, but it rhymes with GROAR TOWERS.
And then, I certainly could not be begged or entreated to tell you how she fell asleep, both times, but it rhymes with CRAWL PLY MERGELF IN SIR LADLE.
I'm feeling oddly human today.