Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Changing Table Gymnast

It’s me again, the Max attack
Watch me flip from front to back


Lay me down and off I go
Hold me still? Oh, no, no!


You say it’s time to get me dressed?
I can tell you now I’m not impressed


Turn me back and ask me to stay?
Not a chance. It’s time to play!


I launch myself and squeal with delight
Give it up, Mom...you’ve lost the fight

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