Babies make the world
Such a far better place.
With their chubby little hands
And that smile on their face.
They talk in their own language
And though you don't understand
You talk back just like them
As you hold their little hand.
You sit for hours watching them play
And, O, the joy runs free.
Babies are a gift from heaven
God has given you and me.
Even if there were no fire in hell
I still wouldn't want to go.
For it would be hell without babies
And there's no babies in hell I know.
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