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A calm little boy with beady eyes

Shortly to wake up and eat his rice



Head so round with chunky cheeks

When you DO wake, they'll be filled with tasty treats



Before long you'll be tall enough to grab

You stare at the things you can't reach

You observe and listen what you hear from Dad

Before long you'll develop your speech



Awakened...

Now in Mother's arms you'll spend...



Eyes slightly closed from a hours long nap

Won't be long when bottle comes you'll attack



You wiggle about with your arms and dangling feet

Because you know that it is time for you to eat



You don't scream, cry, or yell until...

Your stomach says that's the bottle which will fill,



Then, you notice the features of "your" bottle;

You suddenly wake; your eyes don't deceive



Your face brightens and motion your mouth of a bird

You sigh and squirm and reach out your tiny hands

Grasp your five hour long lost container of nutrients

Swig your eight ounce and smile as you...burrp!