(My Daughter, Aesya)
In my thirties
I’ve been blessed with one beauty
she talks like a lullaby
and sings like Mariah Carey
She likes to mess things
until her mum yelling
she always keep asking
when people are talking
She is such a beauty
my overgrown Barbie
I love you, my big baby
even if you make me crazy
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