My Baby Clair
Behind the sparkling eyesOf my Baby Clair
Stand a small little girl
With blond curly hair.
That sweet little smile
Covered with ruffles and bows
Dancing in circles
Twitching her little pug nose
Pigtails and ponytails
As time passes along
Skipping rope, turning cartwheels
Singing Backstreet Boys Songs
It's her teenage years
With slumber parties and roller Skates
Having little boyfriends
Wanting to go on dates.
Time passes, she's all grown up now
Soon to have her own baby there
But she's till my little girl
My baby Clair.
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