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Days passed into months
And months leaped into years
Nobody had any fears
That it was taking awefully long
They went about like nothing wrong-ding dong
Not a single anxiety did creep
Nor did the sonography beep
There is a baby that in her dwells
Past nine months but seems all is well
Soaps like poets have poetic liscence
But it seems the cvs have surpassed biology & science
Where is Vandu's baby please to us reveal
Or like the cukoo put in another's nest have us believe
And really this is the third one on the way
But generally feeling shy to admit and say