My darling Britney spear- My niece !
Hickery dickery dock,
My baby got a frock.
The frock was very small,
She cried and had a fall.
She is a pretty woman,
Her age is just seven.
At times a little vamp,
You may get a cramp.
Puts powder on her face,
Looks of different race.
Colours her lips with red,
Catwalks on my bed.
Everything was fine,
till ,I taught her rhymes.
Now at mid -night ,she sings,
raises her hands like wings.
Her paintings are real fun,
Best of artist, will run.
It's on the wall,
of my dining hall.
You wink her an eye,
smiles and feel shy.
My brother is her friend,
just hates other guys.
She carries a dream,
wants to marry him.
Give him all the chocolates,
Bribe him with ice-cream.
She loves rice and egg,
Shakes her tiny leg.
Her ideas are very clear,
My darling is Britney spear!
She is at times flimsy,
and slightly clumsy.
When a guest arrive,
Pretends she is busy.
My darling baby chicken,
Goes in the kitchen.
Behaves like her granny,
But steals jam and honey.
Now,she is fast asleep,
God save her and me.
Let her know by self,
Nothing in life come free.
My little Barbie doll,
Play with plates and bowl.
She snare and growl,
still, my heart and soul.
This is my wish for you,
In simple words but true.
Every morning when you rise,
be healthy ,wealthy and wise.
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