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Some Things Don't Make Any Sense at All

By Judith Viorst

My mom says I'm her sugarplum.My mom says I'm her lamb.My mom says I'm completely perfectJust the way I am.My mom says I'm a super-special wonderful terrific little guy.My mom just had another baby.Why?

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