Little pink frog upside down,
Newly giggling, kicking,
Limbs lengthening, strengthening,
You grow up beautifully brown.
You teeter and totter,
And tumble to my delight
And absolute horror and fright.
Where at first each step was a falter
Your pace begins to alter
And your steps grow firm and sure.
Now, touching and tasting,
You reach out for things dear to you.
Know that those things,
To mother, are dear, too.
Luxurious treats of false indulgence,
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