When you stop yawning!
She’ll let you suckle,
Warm and safe in bed.
And then at lunch
I’ve got a hunch,
Once more, it’s from her breast
That you’ll be fed.
Now, every evening
Can’t help but feeling,
Her milky riches will be
Yours to reap.
Last thing at night
You know I’m right!
She’ll surely nurse you
Gently off to sleep.
😊
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