Daddy's Little Monster
People say that she be spoilt brat
But she is just paparachis princes
She owns magic key that opens daddays
Heart
Her smile makes dadys world
To shine like little stars
Her room is full of ready,
As if its a toy room market
And has a chariot that she fly's with in the sky like a little angle
Daddy's girl is unharmed coz she is covered with angles feathers just like chicken covers it's chiq
Papas princess is growing too fast
Like a farm put she manure
But she is still daddy's little girl
No matter how old she will be
Paparachis best
Cynthia Owiti
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