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First comes the cry of a baby
then comes the hug of a father
then comes the love of many
and follows, a baby's first fever
hospital is where you'd go
and four hours your released
to bed you both go
and together yous fall asleep
then you awaken to his cry
and then you rush in
and with your hand you dry his eyes
and find songs to sing
when the day is through
your tired and no more peep
he holds your hand and shows you
that poppy is here for me to keep...
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