Daughters
I started a long time ago,
I had two little girls,
Precious gems I'll never let go.
Cute and funny with all their furls.
One was a prankster,
The other a clown,
How to be a spanker,
And not bring them down?
I watched them grow,
and taught them well.
Not wanting them to go,
Through my hell.
Productive women,
They've grown into now,
An Artist Mien,
And a Culinary Wow.
No mate in site,
For either as of yet,
I fear I might,
Be the reason for that slight.
Taught them too well,
The pain that is inevitable,
Want to ring a bell,
And tell them it's incredible
The good with bad,
As long as your loved,
The heart would be sad,
If everything's dubbed.
I had two little girls,
Precious gems I'll never let go.
Cute and funny with all their furls.
One was a prankster,
The other a clown,
How to be a spanker,
And not bring them down?
I watched them grow,
and taught them well.
Not wanting them to go,
Through my hell.
Productive women,
They've grown into now,
An Artist Mien,
And a Culinary Wow.
No mate in site,
For either as of yet,
I fear I might,
Be the reason for that slight.
Taught them too well,
The pain that is inevitable,
Want to ring a bell,
And tell them it's incredible
The good with bad,
As long as your loved,
The heart would be sad,
If everything's dubbed.
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