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Growing Funny Bones

What a nice sleep I had, no more yawn, that tingling prick of hunger, all have gone. slurping creamy milk, a tummy full upon my soft cuddly mom calling 'Cootchy John'. When will Dad blow bubbles on my belly? and mom will give me some red apple jelly? I love Tom and Jerry..oooh.. running on telly but I hate my sticky poop, so bad and smelly. My diaper now so dry, aaah..so silky I feel Gee gah boo.. tah pah nhi,..with them I deal. Only vowels of chuckles, from head to heel I am growing funny bones, with every meal. 25th May 2019 Baby picture No 3 Sponsor James Edward Lee Sr. Contest : Baby Face What's You THINKIN 2

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Date: 5/27/2019 2:54:00 PM
Hello Debjan Mitra, Your poem is so cute!!!Have a nice day my friend.
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