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My mum and dad are over there
Waving my bottle without a care
They know its making me mad
But say I’m still a handsome lad

My eyes are on that prize
They say I need to rise
Up on my hands and knees
But I think I’m going to sneeze

There’s a tickle in my nose
Reaching way down to my toes
Something happening in my nappy
They will say is really crappy

My mum is smiling at me
As she sits and drinks her tea
Now I’m wriggling in this mess
I wonder should I confess

For it’s really not very nice
Yet they still try to entice
I’ve to do something called crawl
When all I want to do is bawl

I wonder if I cry
Will I stop having to try
For I am now very frustrated
This they should have anticipated

Maybe dad will pick me up
I’ll drink my bottle before I burp
Then I can have my nap
As I sit upon his lap

19/1/19

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