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I really can’t remember being born

I can’t remember eating that mushed corn

A pleasant pup they say I was

Nary a peep, never a buzz

A rose perhaps fully lacking in thorn

Mama swore I giggled with a great joy

Easy to sleep, unable to annoy

Colicky baby I was not

Joyous times I simply forgot

Current status now I think it a ploy