Often silly poems I hope my kids will like.
O, I like cream cheese,
No, I love cream cheese.
I wish that cream cheese
Came right up to my knees.
Then everywhere I'd go
I'd lift up my biggest toe,
Clean it off with a chip,
And with my hungry lips
Would take a little sip.
Under Dog. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Launch. Crash. Again.
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