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28.5.05

baby's got temper

He looks like an absolute angel, with soft pudgy features moulded out of soft fresh human clay. Don't ye be fooled though. For his wail is that of a banshee. When he cries, blood comes rushing to his perfect egg of a face, his tiny yet well-formed hands get clenched in a fist of rage, his restless feet stir up a minor hurricane, and his sparrow-like black innocent eyes glint with a resolve beyond his years (er... days). The earth starts to rumble. And the walls threaten to come crumbling down. Boy, has my little boy got a temper, or has he got a temper?

Maybe KitKat would become the frontman of a rock band after all. Amen!

And I still need those song suggestions.
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