A gush and a gurgle surround my new home,
A poke and a prod, please just leave me alone?
Eager to check on my progress each day,
Will they just let me be, I will grow anyway.
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A lump and a bump grow and then a new limb,
A guess I must look like a miracle within,
But those on the outside all seem to mislay,
The fact that they all started life in this way.
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So certain that one day I will cause you some grief,
Through just giving birth, you will sigh with relief,
When it is all over, when I am good and ready,
Just enjoy me this way, take things slow and steady.
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And when alone together, aft months in your womb,
Your arms, not your body, become my new home,
Together we take on the world now outside,
A team of two with you firmly by, and on, my side!
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