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John 3: 16

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

While sitting in the cafe a baby I did see,
And all at once he was looking straight at me,
His tiny little hands were clenched and in a fist,
A tubby little chap and fatty little wrists.

Oh to be a baby and go back in my time,                                                                                                 I know it sounds so silly but I’ve got to put it into rhyme,
His face is sweet, his ears are small,
And when he’s got his bottle his mum’s not up the wall.