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Peter's Poem: Chronicle of Clueless Parents on Their First Night Home with a Baby
Sleep sleep little baby...Time to sleep! "Waa" "Waa!!" I guess not. Maybe he's hungry… no doubt! Why do I even ask?! And little Jack's hungry. Boy that's true. One breast, two breast, three breast...four! Sucking all night still crying for more! Seems to suck with all his might And he's still wants more, puts up a fight Eyes are shutting... But he still peeks out This is our moment, turn the lights out This is our chance, here's our big break Finally some sleep, please for God's sake! So we settle back, start to count Sheep… and as we drift off "Waa" "waa" there will be no sleep.
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