Because you were my milk swiller, my wild singer of rhymes, because you gave them hell from swing sets and the tops of slides, because the pendulum of a knee-length diaper called into question no part of your bossy authority,
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Because you were my milk swiller, my wild singer of rhymes, because you gave them hell from swing sets and the tops of slides, because the pendulum of a knee-length diaper called into question no part of your bossy authority,