Tuesday, January 19, 2010

She fell on her butt

Lock eyes from across the house
there she comes, my little mouse
Take your hands, say your name
Nothing here is to blame
Make our way through stairs that blow
The breakfast is nice but now we got to go
Move in close so we can leave
last time stairs and then we reach

Leave this place go down this stairs
Your feet touch, there comes my bear.
The whole day what we've got in store
Walk faster and jump some more
And She fell on her butt

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