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Apr 21
Sometimes you drive us all crazy
Sometimes me more than others
But sometimes you yell
And kick at nothing for no reason
Tell me little Joe what are we going to do with you?!

I keep on telling myself
I wanted a son not an alien!
Only to have my mom tell me you are human
I laugh as you walk in with underwear on your head!
Now it's my mom's turn to say, oh what are we going to do with you?

But sometimes, when it's bedtime,
You can be the sweetest thing
I find it adorable when you snuggle
With your small teddy bear. And I can't help but say
"What are we going to do with you? "
Mary Quick
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Mary Quick  44/F/United States
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