Baby Sister
I see her munching on
Little chunks of apples and cheese,
Laying comfortably
In her cosy, wooly blankies.
I see her chubby cheeks
Move as she's chewing,
Lazily cuddling the cutest
Of all stuffed doll sheepling.
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