Baby Arrival At 01:45 O Clock
At 24:00 O’ Clock of the stars,
When the tides are clapping to
The pressure of her contractions.
Louder is the agony of her painful rhythms,
Calling God to open the passage of babies
Louder the palms are tapping hard the shells.
At 01:45 O’ clock, sharper are the pains
and beautiful is her head with curly hair.
Start in a soprano b-flat, the tinning sound:
Nwhaeeen! Nwhaeeen!! Nwhaeeen!!! rock the ear holes.
Agony flew in placement of tears of Joy.
Hello to the New Queen Bose
At 1:00 O’ clock, is mamo strumming rocky lullaby,
Softer it became the sound, to a napping little queen.
The pains are gone and the Queen is Queen Bose
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