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drip, drip, drip

by jcthefluteman

drip, drip, drip, there's a little water dropping from the sip, sip, sippy cup, spilling out and sopping in your lap, lap, lap, so you stand instead of sitting, so the wet, wet, wet patch is drying off (permitting that the sun, sun, sun is up high and the sky is clear), you run, run, run, to the arms of your mummy dear, and tap, tap, tap, on the bottom of your sippy-cup, drip, drip, drip, now you'll need your mum to fill it up.
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jcthefluteman
30 / M
Published
Apr 22, 2018
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1m
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#wet#water#babies#toddlers#baby#toddler#cup
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