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The Babe in the Alligator Pajamas (Free verse) by caitydee Iâve found the solution to my worries
Sadness, pain, self doubt,
loneliness are not felt in his presence
This smile, from the smallest of places,
banishes all negative thoughts
I am cured with a simple grasp from his hand
19 pounds of delight, little feet and tiny toes,
sculpted short arms, the ears of a four year old,
a pudgy tummy, and the biggest heart
With eyes round, mouth opened as wide as he can,
showing all six new teeth,
a loud laugh thatâs almost part squawk,
You canât help but fall in love from one smile
He has his motherâs eyes, her nose,
her smile, and playful spirit,
The spirit that is often hidden within,
buried beneath the layers of hardship and of past pain
He renews her and soothes my volatile heart
Iâve found my prince who fixes it all
A prince who wears diapers, cries on car rides,
And thinks my camera-and everything else-is a toy
And when I hold this baby,
this undeniable source of life, love and future,
It ALL makes a bit more sense
Up the ladder:
Reality
Down the ladder:
black dog
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Posted: May 25, 2004 9:38 PM PDT; Last modified: May 25, 2004 9:38 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.111111 Overall Rank: 1119 Comments:
As a young man, I thought there's not much I can hope for with this horribly deformed two inch penis, it wasn't until I discovered that my outrageously teeny pud could knock a retard up at fifty yards that I fully began to understood that the lord does indeed work in mysterious ways. Now, three trailers, three fires and five domesticate disturbance charges later we have decided, hey let's have three more! That way we have enough to go camping for real, and watch them do all the work!
Sometimes I really think Hitler did achieve something? He forced even more morons to move around the planet in bigger herds to soil their wild oats fearlessly in the hopes of replacing all of those deaths, and hey, nucleur or not, families are the future, just look at all of those young leaping arab boys with c4, they have moms and dad's and twenty brothers because 19 will die along with the jews, somebodys got to do it, I mean my two kids are too chicken, they only know how to watch barney, fart, pee, eat, sleep, and do it all over again, and yours is still so small. Lets fool them as long as we can, okay, and hide the real world from them, that way we can stay on this island of safety and keep breeding FOREVER.
lol
Too bad your mother didn't use birth control, then every poem I have wouldn't have zero's from Hoarus, Baby yoga, Jerimiah handfloss, etc. It's nice how all ten of your personalities are all full of shit.
Look at the voting history on this poem and you'll find that it was beneath my need to vote, BUT NICE TRY!
What on EARTH are you talking about?? Again, its not my baby, please leave a comment on the poem, save your ranting for your own, thanks!
Fuck ya'll. Just vote.
Funny how children can make you completely reconsider your idea of life huh? 10
It certaintly is, even when they're not your children! Its probably the most amazing experience that has altered my life, and hes not even mine!
Perhaps you will have one of your own someday. Myself, I can't wait.
Jesu can... Will you be supersizing your happy meal with cheese?
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S4 L5 "He renews her and soothes my volatile heart" The mother and I are different people.