IN THE WOMB
You must be my mommy, I can feel your heart beat,
cosy and warm in my humble retreat,
oooh, there's something sweet that joined the meat,
you must have had ice cream for a treat.
I box and kick to get your attention,
you're disturbing my sleep with all your commotion,
don't you understand what I'm trying to say,
keep the loud music and noise at bay.
I wiggle and waggle as I try to turn,
you must have eaten something that gives you heart burn,
it's nice and warm and comfortable inside,
I wonder if I can always stay here to hide. ©
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