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[aid] => mick
[title] => Through a Babies Eyes
[time] => 2009-05-04 11:02:47
[hometext] => My wife one day called me an antique child, so I came up with this poem
[bodytext] => I lay in my pram Being prodded, then poked By funny looking people Some who smoked With breath that smells They say coochy-coo They are totally mad But what can I do I lay there and gurgle Make a strange little noise For some unknown reason They rattle my toys I let out a burp They laugh like mad They change my nappy The stink is so bad My legs held high On the floor I'm laid Like a chicken on sale My privates displayed They stand around Saying isn't he cute As I lay there In my birthday suit Making some comment With eyebrows raised My manhood down under It's size is praised They dress me in clothes Sometimes it's pink Why not in blue I'm a boy I think It's now time for food This I like best Mother's blouse opens Revealing her breast I snuggle in tight But what shall I do Which one to go for There's a choice of two My meal now over My back is slapped Supposed to clear Wind that's trapped I finally belch They're in for a shock I'm sick down the back Of mothers best frock They tickle my belly To make me smile I go along with But just for a while Now the fun starts They want me to doze They leave my room Door quietly closed I wait a short while Until they're asleep I let out a cry Start to weep They'll be up all night No time for bed By five in the morning Their eyes are blood red A couple of noises A few well timed cries You can do what you like Through a babies eyes [comments] => 0 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 7 [informant] => thewizard [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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