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Jul 2014
Happy first day!
Well aren't you just the sweetest thing, in your christening dress
Wide eyed and innocent, lapping up the attention
They passed her round the garden like proud parents
The birth was swift even instant, delivered in a cardboard box with a naming certificate

Happy 2nd birthday!
You look so cute in your summer straw hat
They taught her to speak, taught her to play, taught her the manners of society
Friends were unsure, they warned mother of the dangers ahead
Your child won't always be this obedient
She'd shake her head, cover her ears, this time will be different
She loves her brother and rescpects her father like any other kid

Happy 4th birthday!
Looking adorable in your ruffles and frills
Mischievous yet charming, brother her partner in crime
She provided her family with merriment and laughs
She used her hands to make audacious demands, her cake the most elaborate
women spoil her rotten, daddy feels no longer secure
Baby's got an attitude, and he's in the firing line

Happy 6th birthday!
your summer dress already ripped
The parties get too wild, the BBQ rusts in the shed
Family sits stiff in the lounge instead
Brother stays by her side, she loves him no less
They wrestle and they prank but now mother watches tense
She still stands by what she said years ago
Things are gonna work, her daughter's never gonna grow!

Happy 8th birthday!
your dress no longer fits
She's a big girl now, her and her brother adolescent
He rebels with his words, his drinking late into the night
He dresses like his music, his new identity mapped out
She too rebels, lashing out, finding her place is not with this crowd
There's something inside missing, the truth is coming out
Another round of insolence, father raised his voice
She raised her hands, she struck him down

Happy 15th birthday!**
it's been many years now
Locked away in exile, by the rusty BBQ
Like a criminal cousin, they never speak of her
Ashamed of their decision, afraid of her
She cries out in the hopes that they will let her in
She cries out in anger, they're supposed to be her kin.
About a chimp being kept as a pet/"surragte child".
Written by
Mokomboso  In the junge somewhere
(In the junge somewhere)   
   CM Cain
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