I love babies and *******,
but in very different ways:
I love ******* because they make me happy
I love babies because making them makes me happy.

I love babies and *******,
but I don't touch them the same
I certainly don't kiss them the same!
Giving ******* funny names makes me happy,
I haven't had a baby yet, but who knows?

I love babies and *******,
But they are not the same
I love sunshine and rain,
although they're not the same.
I love us together, because we're not the same.

I love a lot of different things
but not this poem very much.
I though ******* would be funny
and babies would be too.
But this is getting silly,
and I am getting too.