Only Found Naptimes.
I wish you no quicksands
With only trap rhymes.
I wish no frustration;
Only yes after yes.
I wish you no moping
Just my body to bless.
I wish you no drama;
Only sun to the shore.
I wish you no trauma
or grown ups a-bore.
I only want happy
For my sweet boy king.
To sit on his lappy
And join him to sing.
I only want ways
to my Baby Bear.
To spend all our days
With nary a care.
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