29 May 2012
I know you move When I don't look, When I peek out the window Or pick up a book. 'Gotya!' No I don't In this staring competition It's not fair, you're a pro Of course you're winning. Your glassy eyes Always staring ahead Moving around When I turn my head. I'll get you one day Or else I'm stuffed, Get ready Teddy I'll call your bluff.
Another with Baby @Seamonster in mind ;)
Waiting Game • Opuss № I