theres a little girl i know means the world to me
smiling all the while a happy child is she
at the crawling age now she can get around
wont be to long now till the walking stage is found
then when she gets older she can visit me
have grandads chips and pizza when she comes for tea
like her mother did when she was a once a kid
smiling all the wall like her mother did.
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