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Babies Don't Keep Poem Printable - Babies don’t keep submitted by: Knowing that our pearl girl is probably my last baby has given me a new appreciation for the sentiment behind hamilton’s poem. Laura, i'm now a grandmother of five children. You probably know it as the “babies don’t keep” poem. Back in the day, when my children were young, there was a poem on the wall. Dishes are waiting and bills are past due. Mother, oh mother, come shake out your cloth! Oh, i’ve grown shiftless as little boy blue. She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Mother, o mother, come shake out your cloth, empty the dustpan, poison the moth, hang out the washing, make up the bed, sew on a button and butter the bread.

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Oh, I’ve Grown Shiftless As Little Boy Blue.

Let’s take a break, precious baby, don’t want to work any more, let’s just rock in the stillness, all those chores we’ll ignore. Poockus mother, o mother, come shake out your cloth, empty the dustpan, poison the moth, hang out the washing, make up the bed, sew on a button and. Mother, oh mother, come shake out your cloth! Mother, o mother, come shake out your cloth, empty the dustpan, poison the moth, hang out the washing, make up the bed, sew on a button and butter the bread.

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Song for a fifth child (babies don’t keep) by ruth hulburt hamilton. She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Laura, i'm now a grandmother of five children. Listed on jun 6, 2022

Back In The Day, When My Children Were Young, There Was A Poem On The Wall.

Knowing that our pearl girl is probably my last baby has given me a new appreciation for the sentiment behind hamilton’s poem. Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, hang out the washing and butter. I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep. Listed on jun 6, 2022

Dishes Are Waiting And Bills Are Past Due.

You probably know it as the “babies don’t keep” poem.

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