Where's Gigi gone?
In the quacking place
He said
Mama you want to
open the quack
and look at the
kwock-o-dile!
Like a secret code
A secret language
only he knows
And yet I follow him
willingly
giddily
to the quacking place
Like Scheherazade
I feed him
tale after silly tale
While tooth brushing
hide-and-seeking
clothes changing
Cushion-bridge building
Dora Finds a Toothbrush
Green Hippo Goes to Swim Class
I dance and sing and
story-tell us through our day
then wake up and do it
all over again
Happily
giddily
A bridge built between
he and me
In the quacking place
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