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Jan 2015
ITS  not easy being a baby these days. I get pushed around in a carriage
Or stroller to places I might not even want to go, and some people think
That's great, but maybe I want to stay home. I have to cry for my food
Or when I need clean clothes.All day long people are making funny faces
At me trying to make me laugh.But I'm just a serious guy.Also they talk
Funny and I haven't learned to speak yet,so adults don't know what I'm
Thinking so I just stare at them while they perform and try to amuse me
So as you can see, its not easy being a baby today, it's hard work
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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