The 'lady' ....
She is but a young thing ...
That lady you see by my side ...
Her teethes just about milking ..
her tiny hands waving the wind aside ...
She trusts me beyond doubt, I gather ....
Shrieks of joy when I throw her up miles high in the air ...
A trust implicit .. she's after all my lovely daughter ...
That cackle of laughter & her beautiful wind swept hair !!
I am fairly a stubborn man ,
My rigidity the stuff of legends ..
and all she needs for me to dance around ..
is simply by poking my belly button !!!!!
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