Ain't she like me,
All so beautiful and
O! so round.
She's a little more
like me today
A little naughty, a
little chirpy.
Is she also growing
tired today,
Why is she
half-herself?
But again ain't she
like me
A little dull and
sad.
But morrow she'll be
back
Like me with a zing
and a tiny sparkle :-)
She grows happy and
sad,
Just like me…
