A Growing Gift
Wow, Golly, OMG
Is this true reality
Coming home and through the door
Bags I'm dropping to the floor
Eyes wide open with delight
At this present in my sight
No paper it is wrapped in
But it gives me a big grin
A "stick" with a pretty bow
That is now starting to grow
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