WHEN DADDY ROCKS THE KID Little daughter, fair and sweet With dainty baby charms; Making every joy complete As from mamma's arms Very tenderly she's laid;-- (Mamma's smiles are hid-- Sees the queer maneuvers made When daddy rocks the kid!) Darling, winsome as can be-- Blossom sweet and rare; Hears the tuneful melody From the rocking chair. Never heard such songs before,-- (And guess he never did--) Language new--and tunes galore, When daddy rocks the kid! Though forty times, ere day is done, From work he homeward comes; To hold his precious little one And see it suck its thumbs-- Mamma, e'er with loving glance Sees new charms amid The beauties, Which the joys enhance When daddy rocks the kid! When daddy rocks the kid to sleep He banishes all care; And o'er his visage smiles will creep-- Contentment's written there. No worldly sorrows cast their shade But vanish as they're bid.-- A pleasing picture thus is made When daddy rocks the kid!

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