They call me Cry Baby. I like to play in my Dollhouse with Mrs. Potato Head and Mad Hatter while drinking from my Sippy Cup. Mrs. Potato Head wanted a Sippy Cup, so Mad Hatter had to Pacify Her by taking her to the Carousel at the carnival. At the carnival I saw Alphabet Boy, we rode our bikes without the Training Wheels. When we got back home, we all ate some Milk and Cookies. I had to take a bath with Soap because I was so sticky after I fell in the mud playing Tag You're It.
////Yes, I know I didn't put Pity Party in it I couldnt find any place to put it tho.////
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Cry Baby
PoetryA paragraph, its like a story, but it is only names of songs from her "Cry Baby" album, just with a plot line to tie it together.
