Two baby teeth aches
And it begins bad cry's as
Thus mo(fa)ther grows pensive shows
Ramshackled baby blubbers confused:
Is the baby to die or studying into sturdy
Or a work of pretence for breast milk to lick?
Or the crossing crows the dusk sourced
The same of eerie caw's caused
'Tis right crows are cursed tough
but this baby smiles yet n' teeth are ramming off.
©Jodekss 2018
Hello, I am Jodekss Gloatkenf --my penname. I am a professional writer, ghostwriter, researcher, editor, blogger, podcaster, artist, thinker and lightworker. I believe in creativeness, diversity and uniqueness --my definition of art.
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