Emmy

I asked mommy,
Tell me of your Emmy,
I ain't found of this plainly,
So I wrote her wordings calmly,
To read this page daily,
I'll definitely be a wally,
Just cause it's about Emmy,
Emmy whome I call princess chummy.

" My daughter Emmy,
Called to me by my belly,
A girl of a thousand glory,
Synch with plenty leave let story,
Like a brimming rose on a chaplet crown,
With a view of a spreading gown,
Psychoanalytic daughter when at a look,
Perhaps for this I'll say a girl from a poet's book,
One laurelled, one made immortal she's Emmy".

Noaharry
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