I chewed your bag and I ate your shoe,
I pooped in the hall and I pee'd over you.
I covered the sofa in mud and hair,
and I opened the fridge and ate ev'rything there.
I was sick on the rug then I dug up your flowers,
and I chased next door's cat for hours and hours.
But at night you let me climb on your lap,
and you stroke my head as I take a much needed nap.
And you don't mind if I drool on your leg,
because today you taught me how to sit up and beg.
You forgive all my sins and I know you love me,
but I don't plan to calm down until I'm at least two or three!
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