Little Miss Vivi
Little Miss Vivi
Stripped down to her skivvies,
Got under a quilt in the cold.
And just like our daughter,
Won’t wear what we bought her,
Or that’s the story, I’m told.
At least Vivi’s mamma
Keeps on her pajamas
Since she’s past thirty years old.
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