Out Behind The BarnA Poem by CherrieWelcome to the terrible four'sBad baby, do you not know that Christmas is at hand but not as close as I. With two glaring eyes and a foot to stomp. Nana will clear up a little white lie. This will not hurt me, not even a bit. But you my dear, when with me will not throw a fit. © 2011 CherrieAuthor's Note
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