Innocent baby, your Cheeks are chubby. You love. Born To a world, cruel Wily, devious! The complex, Dwell Here as well. How? Much you'll have to learn, Before crossing over into mature life Walking through the mirage, outwitting Overriding many overpass, fathom Into the reality - Hand over able To the future children, Progeny in waiting Generation to come... Procreation, extend.
