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"I pressed my head against her belly..."

I pressed my head against her belly,
Since there was no pillow near, -
But I must have scared the baby, -
Sasha she kicked me in the ear.

What a way to greet her father,
Not with kisses, but with blows!
So I moved a little farther,
Out of reach of rock-hard toes.

While my ears were ringing loud,
While the tears welled up inside,
I moved away without a sound,
Like she didn’t hurt my pride.

You might think I got punked out,
But I'm a peaceful sort-of-guy -
The way I see it – I lucked out, -
She was aiming for my eye!