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Happy Birthday Kylie Anne!A tiny fairy baby With golden flossy hair, Gurgled bright and happy And giggled with such flair! She ate up all her dinner And drank up all her milk. She grew so strong and healthy With face as soft as silk! I can't believe she's eighteen, It seems but yesterday, She crawled in sweetest chatter, In her very cheerful play! Happy Birthday to you My dear niece Kylie Anne. I wish for you perfection In everything you plan! Joy Weare. 28th March, 2005. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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