Thursday, January 11, 2018


(59)  Naniir putul tutul tutul

A butter-doll is this cute baby,
Always laughing, waving are its hands and feet.
Its digits are magnolia buds;
Celestial beauty shines in its eyes.

A blossom plucked from its bower,
It has come to a new realm.

This infant we will rear and make great–
Upon our lap with love we will take.

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