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Babies Don't Keep

Original Author: Unknown

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, Hang out the washing and butter the bread, Sew on a button and make up a bed. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). Dishes are waiting and bills are past due (pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peek-a-boo). The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo. Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue? (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow, For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow. So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep. I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep...

User Comments:
I know that a lot of people use the last paragraph in books, but I found the whole poem and really like it!

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Heredity vs. Environment - An Adoption Poem

Original Author: Unknown

Once there were two women who never knew each other One you do not remember, the other you call Mother. Two different lives shaped to make your one. One became your guiding star, the other became your sun. The first one gave you life, the second taught you to live it. The first gave you a need for love, and the second was there to give it. One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name. One gave you the seed of talent, the other gave you aim. One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears. One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears. One sought you a home that she could not provide, The other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied. And now you ask me through your tears The age-old question through the years, Heredity or environment---- Which are you the product of? Neither my darling--neither; Just two different kinds of love.

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I just used this in a book for a friend who has realized the miracle of adopting a beautiful little angel.

4/9/2001 5:30:44 PM | Comments (0) | Send a Message (PeaMail) | Vote for this PeaSoup

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