Breastfeed Me Right

This is a tale of a baby,
Who needs to be breastfed.
And I don't mean maybe.
No milk and she's a train wreck.  

Breastfed at night.
Breastfed her right.
Breastfed in the day.
Breastfed all the way.  

I dread the day,
That the milk runs dry.
I can't imagine how "sway".
To endure her hue and cry.

So...together we sigh...

Breastfed at night.
Breastfed her right.
Breastfed in the day.
Breastfed all the way.  

This baby drinks,
By the twinning barrel.
She can even sing,
As she squeezes them with sheer terror.  

Ok, with all your might...
Breastfed at night.
Breastfed her right.
Breastfed in the day.
Breastfed all the way.  

So, there's just no way,
This baby will sleep.
Should the milk stay,
Away from her lips.  

Alas, let's draw nigh...
Breastfed at night.
Breastfed her right.
Breastfed in the day.
Breastfed all the way.  

And now the drum rolls...
As the plot unfolds...  

(whispering...)
Here comes the miracle.
That made us swoon.
It's something truly magical.
It happens once in a blue moon.  

Today, we rushed to the door.
And saw something funny.
This baby crashed to the FLOOR! 

While watching my little PONY!  

       

 

OK, let's CELEBRATE real tight...

Breastfed at night

Breastfed her right. 

Breastfed in the day. 

Breastfed all the way.  

Cheerz!