Come see my baby brother, You can only take a peek. But you mustn’t pick him up ‘Cause I think he has a leak. My folks say he is spoiled, But no matter what they say, I know that he’s not spoiled, He just often smells that way.
Entries from April 2001 ↓
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Baby Brother
April 1st, 2001 — Life with Children
Sister Jernigan
April 1st, 2001 — Special Poems
And now it’s time To say adieu I know it’s sad But it is true. She’s heading off To other places With different sights And different faces. We’ve all enjoyed Her presence here And all of us Will shed a tear. But she’ll bring joy To other places And put a smile On other faces. […]
