WATCH OUT LITTLE EARS ABOUT
My son, I love very much, so strict with me,
No name or photo of my little gem, there be,
My granddaughter, two years, January first,
My pride, my love, heart to burst,
But what I heard made me say hee, hee, hee.
Christmas day we spent with the whole family,
Our bundle of joy dressed so very creatively,
An Elf in red, dressed by her mother,
Dressed in red also was another,
Her little cousin, only a year, looked a honey.
The dogs allowed in enjoying fallen food on the floor,
No begging allowed or out the door,
Her mummy said, Dudley, don’t dare *hit
All happy, laughed at her wit,
And our two-year-old sponge, also laughed galore.
Hearing all and talking well, ready to turn the page,
Giggled and entered the conversation at this stage,
Mummy says Dudley *hits,
We all collapsed into fits
Of laughter, a hilarious outburst at two years of age.
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