There once was a man named Harry
Who worked on the Sydney ferries
He had a baby and seven other children
And he quite adored every one of them
Everyday when he finished his work
His seven children would go beserk
He'd walk in through the old front door
And they lovingly attacked him to the floor
The youngest one was eight months old
Oh his babies he loved to hold
So he took her to his rocking chair
Rocking her back and forth with care
Well....on this day he rocked too much
Faster and faster with the babe he clutched
Until the rocker turned completely over
He and the baby upside down in the corner
Two slippered feet stuck up high in the air
Holding on tight to the baby's welfare
The children all laughed at this funny sight
Giggling at their father with innocent delight
And then of course the rescue began.
The rocker was set upright again
Then Harry sat back down in his rocker
The babe in his arms and he rocked and rocked her.
Sherry Irvine - March 13, 2011
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