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Author: Evenunderscore
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry - Reviews: 3 - Published: 01-30-07 - Updated: 01-30-07 - Complete - id:2312761

WHY I DON’T BABYSIT

Bouncing, bouncing off the walls

Trouncing, trouncing down the halls

Moving with emphatic glee

Looking to climb up a tree

Jump for joy. Jump for joy.

Run around your friend Leroy

Up and down the ladder play

Dash about and play all day

Little children, time for bed

Time to lay down your tiny head

Go to rest in blanket, pillow

Like asleep under a willow

What? You won’t, just what do you mean?

Why can’t you go, unheard unseen?

Oh yeah, a kid, that’s life. It sucks.

All of this for only a few bucks!



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