Bring To Life
"Push!" the head is crowning.
I know you feel you're drowning.
The pain is excruciaiting.
Blood pressure is fulminating.
It's do or die, no time to cry.
"Pant!" the head is born.
Don't push now I warn.
Or you will be torn.
Baby wrapped up warm.
Crying the moment
you're born "Hush!"
Mamma's here my dear.
As I pass the bundle.
For mother to fondle.
A job well done.
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