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Mandonna with child
Benign oblivious tyrant child
Could we discuss the hours you keep?
Though willingly I lend my sleep
I’ll need the balance reconciled
I sit here happy but adrift
Madonna for the present day
Mandonna now, as one might say
Your Daddy’s got the evening shift
These early times you’ll never see
The joy and anguish of each day
You’ll be indifferent either way
Your memories though are safe with me
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