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Sunday, March 4, 2012

Mommy Do You...?

Mommy, Do You...?   by J. Hillard

Mommy, do you love my nose?

Yes, I love your nose. It is as cute as a button.

Mommy, do you love my fingers?

Yes, I love your fingers. They lace perfectly into mine.

Mommy, do you love toes?

Yes, I love your toes. They wiggle when you are happy.

Mommy, do you love my armpit?

Yes, I love your armpit. Your laughter rings when I give you a tickle.

Mommy, do you love both my armpits?

Yes, I love both armpits. I can see them when you fly like a superhero.

Mommy, do you love my belly?

Yes, I love your belly. It is the perfect place for a bezerpa.

Mommy, do you love my eyes?

Yes, I love your eyes. They twinkle when you smile.

Thanks Mom. Sigh.
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