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Tender Touch
Crocodile tears falling from eyes, rolling to ears For Baby awakes lonely --- in a dark room. Just one of many fears Which Baby has to overcome throughout his years. Mother picks baby up from gloom And a smile appears in full-bloom. Just one of the duties which mother has to perform When her Precious Child is born. Hunger, teething, diaper-rash Enough to make many tears clash. Feeding, caring, changing Mother is so amazing. Every time crocodile tears appear Mother appears and they disappear. For Mother Loves Baby so much And Baby Loves Mother's Tender-Touch.
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