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Oh, yes you are our baby boy number two,
That doesn’t mean we’ll think less of you.

Everyone said don’t I want a girl
For the second child to give it a whirl?

No, I say I wanted to have a brother
For number one child, one like no other.

A brother you are, and it makes me so happy,
I couldn’t be prouder, nor can your pappy.

You’ll grow up together and have much fun.
We’ll always be so happy to have you son.

Yes, boy number two has his special charms,
Starting the day they put you in my arms.

© Copyright 1997 by Jean E. Gorney