A Haylee By Any Other Name

My Haylee; My Waylee I still remember when you used to cry all day nearly daily My Little Boog-Ann You also smell like a crayon My Prettiest Girl You're like the prettiest pearl My Cutie Patootie Always kind and never snooty My Haylee-Anner Your Aunt Carmen says you're a McBanner My Little Miss Priss All with a hand in your face and a look like "Can't touch this!" My teeny tiny Babydoll I bet you drive your Grandma up the wall You are my One Little Sunshiny Lady Without you in it my world's been much too shady Oh how I can't wait till the day when you, your brothers and baby sister come home But until then, Little One, Mommy has written you this very silly poem