Child In a Bush
Suddenly a baby to out push,
Its not warned mother in a wild bush;
By training a keeper of record,
The least she would attention accord:
Her baby's first cries in good cassette
Her own wet tears in a TV set...
Now, things are bound to be different,
The cause for it all - too transparent;
A leafy theatre not labor room's,
Shrubs and weeds when brought camera zooms
A company for safe delivery
Should the cold shoulder give Iivery
A still birth her husband's archery
Her husband Bad Slave to lechery.
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