(Added a concluding stanza)
Little baby Shannon
She is demandin'
To be picked up 'cause she thinks she's been abandoned
She was on her mat layin'
With her rattle playin'
For her bottle waitin'
But her peeps they were delayin'
She let out a loud cry
But she got no reply
She said, "I want my bottle and I will not be denied!"
She's got a big brother
He treats her like no other
When he hears her cry he runs to get her mother
When her mom comes
She gets the job done
She puts a stop to her fussin' and then they have some fun.
They play some peek-a-boo
And little coochie-coo
Then she has to wipe her face; her new teeth make her drool.
It's been a long day
Full of anguish, angst, and play
But she's had her bottle, now she's tired
So it's time to hit the hay.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
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