p-stairs. PerhapsI dropped them somewhere in the front yard. So he hunted andhunted and hunted and hunted and hunted, but could not find themanywhere in the front yard. Perhaps they are out in the dining-room. So he hunted andhunted and hunted and hunted and hunted and hunted, but couldnot find… … FINDING BABYS DIMPLES. See my baby brother But before to dreamland Sitting in mammas lap; My baby brother goes, Hes just getting ready I want to count his fingers, To take a little nap. And see his chubby tow. FINDING BABYS DIMPLES. Mamma, cant you make himJust talk and laugh again, So we can find…
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