She greets me "Gotchyoo!" through the door
Beams and gleams her smile's a'glisten
She toddles and proddles along the floor
We make funny faces, "Hi Dad!" I listen
Out she goes with a sippy-cup in hand
Held out forth like a delicate wand
Tip-tap, flip-flap, little quick feet so merrily fond
Hoppy-pop, hair on top, shiny tiny bit o' blonde
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