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May 2012
We've done the battle of the toys, cleaned up the crayolla mess,
Mawmaw won't see the artwork on the wall and that high heel won't be missed.
The dog has finally setttled down, the baby doll dress was a close fit,
it's time to run the bubble bath and try a night of rest.
Well half a bottle of supper bubbles and four soaked toilet rolls,
we finally get the  nightgown and powder on the nose.
There she is , so peaceful now,  a little angel
don't you think?
Now how did my car key keys end up in the bathroom sink?
Paul Roberts
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