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Sep 2023
All by yourself with Jesus
I go to the beach
To baptized the babies
That our father created
With his holy hands
3 months ago
With the holy water
None of the babies
Cried when they were
Baptized
Now the babies belongs
To fathers family
And the father puts the babies
In there crib to have a
Afternoon knap
Because babies needs
Lots of sleep
Also babies are lot’s
Of work for our father
We can’t forget that
The only way babies communicate
Is by crying
Also our father
Makes homemade baby food
For there babies
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
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