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Beautiful boy

Beautiful boy

Beautiful boy
Bright yellow curls 
Bright and enchanted by prehistoric worlds
By giants and their enemies roaming all the world in days gone by 
Brought back today by imagination PlayStation outside or in?

Beautiful boy
Beautiful smile
With eyes that twinkle of life ahead
With dreams of running with dinosaurs 
Of Ducking and diving, flying through jungles with barbie at your side and two horses, no wait three, wait four?
“Yes mum four....wait,  more houses more,”

Beautiful boy setting off now with 19 horses, 30 dinosaurs, barbie as well
“And kentrosaurous, Spinosaurus to”,
Yes all the dinosaurs, who knew?
Squealing, ducking and diving now
Running and swerving and bumpitning now, the couch, the chairs, 
no not the shelf, pause, reset.

You, my beautiful boy play the day away
Leaving the wake of hurricane Jane ten time’s over in all rooms I dare look at

Beautiful boy
Drenched with sleep
Can’t wait to meet you in the morning 
For prehistoric education 1011000
Full blasting energy 
With super sonic turbo power
“Yes dear”, Recharging as we wash, as we tidy, man the hatches, as we talk and waste time enjoying our self without the dinosaurs or the barbies
Only the shadows under our eyes
Waiting to take us to sleep

Waiting for the next day
 

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