She loves to be swaddled,
but yet she loves to suck her thumb.
She sleeps swaddled,
but can't while she sucks her thumb.
She's caught in a world of predicaments,
while we are caught in a state of no sleep.
She's our little thumbsucker,
please fall asleep.
but can't while she sucks her thumb.
She's caught in a world of predicaments,
while we are caught in a state of no sleep.
She's our little thumbsucker,
please fall asleep.
1 comment:
What a fun poem... I know you are dreading it, but I am glad you are coming back! :-)
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