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Once you sat upon my knee,
So innocent and cute and wee. Next I knew, you'd jump and run, Thought going to the dump was fun! Then you got to be a teen, And sulked and balked and loved to preen. And through these changes I did keep, Within my mind and heart so deep, This vision of my baby sweet... In spite of your now size 12 feet.
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