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Can’t wait to hear her
Make baby repertoire
Practice till she perfects
I may not, comprehend
But I will put my all,
No joy without annoy.
Whether it is; ma ma
Or even the; da da
For whichever comes first
Would create no fist fight
But bring the joy of spring
And happiness of flea
Can’t wait to hear her
Make baby repertoire.
I know your dad do not like me And I know your mum detest me I used to have this self control Avoiding critics and…
I am a man whose thoughts and foods Are; “good walls makes good neighbors” So I can’t break it to you Fools like me respect…
Watch the company you keep Sweep fairweather if you can Let go of an excess weight Appreciate every wingspan. Like an iron and the magnets,…
I sat down with a rich man On the same kind of rattan I couldn’t alter a word But enthusiasm swirled I watched him from…
