Oh Bink, you hide your soothing ways from the parent, you escape the grasp of the needy. Whenever we need you, you’re not there. It’s not fair, bink, when you’re not there. Your power silences the toddlers cry, yet when we need you, you leave us high and dry. Oh, what is this that has caught my eye? It’s the Bink, just when time was nigh, now the baby goes beddy bye.
Bink is what the little one calls the binky.
