I Am But An Uncle - Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi
Uncle Ibrar to the rescue
To my wee niece, I love you.
I ring the bell.
You come running.
Big cheezy grin on your little face.
Noodle hair in a tizz
You round like a bottle full of fizz!
I like buying toys
little girls are more fun than boys.
I bought you a trike
The sort that you like.
I love being an Uncle to you.
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