Estelle Paris - Why, Mommy, Why?

Estelle Paris - Why, Mommy, Why?

Why, Mommy, why must you do this? I’ve barely just begun. I’ll br never be allowed to have any fun. The world is full of colors br which I may never see. The world is full of food my tummy wants br to try. Why, Mommy, why? Plenty of food I want to taste. Why br put me to waste. The crime is bad. This I know. I promise I’ll br be one you will be proud to show. Why do I have to go? I’m here br for a reason yet unknown, but will that reason forever be blown? br Seasons come, seasons go. Are they pretty? Will I ever know? I br continue to grow as each day goes by.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 01:08

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