Lady Bug

Lady Is A Fruit That's Raised From Dust,
A Saying That Faughts Against Lust.
Bug Is A Vain That Burst Throught The Door With The Knowledge Of Touch, The Root Of Love- ly Passion That Breaks Among Us
Conquer My Fight To Give Life To A Beautiful Healthy Baby Girl
The Angel That Makes My Heart laugh
The Indefinit Image Of Him But The Complete Definition Of Me. Wrapped Around Blood And Flesh Your Life Was Surrounded by Love
My Little Sunshine, My Only Sunshine
You Make Me Happy When Skies Are Gray
Beathing The Thought Of Being Your Mommy Still Amaze My Day.
I Can't Believe Your Mines, His,Ours
I promise you ill be the best mommy till you old and Gray.

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