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Toddle, toddle, waddle, waddle,

On her little pinky toes.

Stumble, stumble, pitch and tumble,

That's the way the baby goes.

Prattle, prattle, rattle, rattle,

Little shouts and little shrieks,

Tears, with laughter coming after,

That's the way the baby speaks.

Playing, toying, still enjoying

Every sweet that Nature gives.

Smiling, weeping, waking, sleeping,

That's the way the baby lives.