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Baby Boy
Contributed by
jewelry726
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Sunday, 28th July 2002 @ 07:25:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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I sit at home when your gone
fighting my way to the phone
with two older sisters
boy are they a strong....
i'm always last ..
cause I'm baby boy
hey give me that back ....I get no respect
they call me baby -B
man i'm tired of that
being baby boy can sometimes makes me upset
when I get grown i'll be the king of my thrown and nothing will go wrong
wow .... a place of my own ... no older sisters to boss me around.
i'll make my own decisions as king of the throne
mom I'll be rich someday and will take care of you
just let me make my own decision tonite
thats the thing I long
and baby boy will be long gone
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2002-07-28 07:25:32]
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Re: Baby Boy
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by Jackee_line on
Thursday, 21st November 2002 @ 02:29:16 AM AEST
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nicely done, sweet ..
a fine write |
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