I keep it for my childen
They find great comfort and joy in my belly
It is the sounding board for their endless raspberry concerts
There is no end to the hunt for the treasure at the bottom of my belly button
There would be nothing to ooze out between the top and bottom portions of a tankini
I can mold it into various shapes and characters
Most of all, it is a mound of warmth often secured for snuggling
Sunday, May 29, 2005
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