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Monday, 1 November 2010

Baby Boy

Baby boy wants to play

His toys are too far away

He is only eight months old

Reaches out for that toy to hold



In his walker, he goes across the room

Pretending it is a car that is going zoom

Baby boy spies his mother so dear

When he sees her he has nothing to fear



Baby boy cries tears for all to heed

He is crying for it is time for his feed

Now he feeds for he is hungry right now

He is so hungry he could drain a cow



Now baby boy it is time for your bed

Time to lay down your sleepy head

Time for you to go away to dream land

Until then, mother is there to hold your hand

 


copyright Chris Smith 2008

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