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THE BABY'S CHARMS by ANONYMOUS

First Line: MY BABY IS SLEEPING
Last Line: OF ALL THEM THAT CHARM
My baby is sleeping,
My baby's asleep,
My flower is resting,
I'll give you a peep;
How cunning he looks
As he rests on my arm!
My flower's most charming
Of all them that charm.



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