Milly i found a poem for you. I thought it was cute

 

There's a baby in Ma's bedroom

With a blinty squinty stare,

"Bout as big as my pet rabbit

And as red as Patsy's hair.

 

He cain't speak a word of English.

Guess he's French or mabe Dutch.

All that kid can do is holler.

Guess he woin't amount to much.

 

He's as toothless as my granma,

Not one in all his head.

Mother really seems to like him,

He's my little brother, so she said.

 

What you suppose she wanted with him?

He cain't walk or even stand.

Guess she must have got him at a bargain,

Or else he must be secondhand.