Thank you all for coming on down.
Look at my mommy; her belly is round.
Yup, that's me, a bun in the oven.
I can't see you yet but can feel all the loving.
My daddy's voice I can hear inside;
I'm on my way to fill him with pride.
Mommy is busy helping me grow;
I'm little now but getting bigger, you know.
Mommy and I are making some space.
We share a heartbeat-roll, kick, the baby race!
Please help my mommy the nine months I am cooking.
Daddy, tell her often how good she is looking!
For now it's time for me to settle down.
I'll stay here with Mommy all safe and sound.
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