"I know babies," the comedian said In jest he spoke, but truth instead Was made to wear a funny cloth Lest 'gainst the truth we would be wroth; "I know babies", is what fathers say If indeed they see that day Or care to even - when such are born If from their "works" they can be torn; I know babies, because I must For troth is but a future trust And knowing not your progeny Means such trust can never be; I know babies, their eyes are gray Silent before in crying say That breath is hard, and turning pink They forget every thought they think; I know babies, they are not weak But fierce though none of them speak And violent but innocent they know Both love and hate, so far they show; I know babies, whose toothless smile Defies you, man of sin so vile; Whom you must try to destroy Because to them but life is joy; I know babies, as His mother did For even He in flesh was hid And looked to father as we do Even God was once a baby too.
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