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May 2011
How did you get so pretty?
Every morning thats how she greets me

Who loves you baby doll?
She screams down the hall

No one loves me I tell her truthfully
I do she adds pitifully

I love you too
but only because you're stuck with me and I'm stuck with you
Michelle
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