Treasure Island

mai see lee

(9/15/96 / mercy general hospital)

my little baby


my little baby sleeps tight
my little baby plays cheerfully in the green pastures
my little baby eat from her little bowl,
my little baby is so soft
my little baby you are so cute when you have cute little
blushes on your cheeks
my little baby when i touch your little hands they're so tender so tiny
my little baby when you grow up you are going to
be a young and beautiful individual
my little baby i love you the way you are
because you deserve the best
my little baby you are everything to me
and that's my little baby

Submitted: Wednesday, November 04, 2009

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