Thursday, December 24, 2009

The Baby In The Cot

The baby in the cot
Is naive and pure
Unknown of the minds that rot around him

Others' pains, he wont know about it
As the protective cot
Shields him from smears and stains

The baby would sleep all day
Inviting 'Oooohs' and 'Aaahs'
And in the cot he'll always lay

Tossing and turning not knowing
Being in the cot is a good thing
Purifying others, being a baby, he is calming.

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