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I am the hand that rocks the cradle.

I am the nest, the shell, the incubator

I am the feeder, I am negotiator,

And a human form is growing,

Within ME,

Not your father,

Not his friends,

All bums, drinkers, criminals, losers,

And I will not pretend

That these people are good people

Who deserve to see our baby

And they had better not piss me off

If they know what's good for em' latley!