Little fellow found comfort with his thumb, if you tried to stop him, he would go “unh, unh, unh.”
Then one day we tried the sipping cup, he gave up his thumb, he was growing up.
He learned to walk when we would hold his hands; Daddy made him a board so he could stand.
Wherever he was he’d be by our side; And oh, how he loved to in his wagon ride.
Sipping water as we climbed the sky, ears a popping but he did not cry.
Little fellow always for the ride, no matter what he would rather laugh than cry.
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