Sunday, October 17, 2010

Oh yeah, James says 'Hi!'

He looks like his mom.

Sleep, little baby, don't say a word. 
Gramma's gonna buy you a talking bird.
And if that bird drives mom up the wall,
Gramma's gonna get you an Elmo doll.

And if that doll makes Momma weep.
Gramma's gonna buy you some marshmallow peeps.
And if your sugar rush wears her out.
Gramma's gonna teach you how to shout.

And if your outdoor voice wears thin,
Gramma's gonna get you a kazoo made of tin.
And if that buzzing makes her mad.
Gramma's job is done, and now she is glad.

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