My friend
Baboo is my bird
Her voice can be heard
She is so sweet u should meet
She makes u laugh and says stop it
She can also be such a little shit
She bites ur finger and the pain does linger
Sometimes u have no choice but to fling her
I love baboo she is my friend
She makes me laugh and my finger will mend
I love baboo, she is my bird
Her feathers are green orange and blue
she sits on my shoulder with nothing to do
She makes it up as she goes along
with a sweet and gravely kind of song
Baboo is my bird i love her so much
She is only small not big and butch
but she does talk in double Dutch
I love u baboo my bird, my friend
She is a menace when she poops as
she has no care when it’s in ur hair
She shouts shut up to the dogs as they bark it gives her the impression she is a lark
She’s mighty and mean
But i know her love for me is keen
She jokes around bobs up and down
she’s such a silly little clown!
Baboo is my bird my very best friend so dear to my heart we just couldn’t be apart!
I love u my boo my little sweet tart i love u my boo my little sweet heart
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