Growing up between two fathers,
Our little miss sunshine,
Cute as a cupcake,
Her happiness is all that matters.
Earning baby bucks with every hug,
We buy her endless sweets,
Trips to the circus and zoo
Her ginger hair is just so fug.
It is her real essence,
I try to ignore,
She's growing up so fast
And is quite a menace.
I'm happy to have her
In my E-life,
To her health and hunger,
we have to cater.
She is the bond
Between her father and I,
We have so much fun with her,
I can't wait to log back on.
1 comment:
I hate her
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