Cry Baby

The baby started crying, On a moonlit night. The parents kept trying, To make the baby quiet.
The neighbors swarmed out, On hearing loud cries. But they were very willing, To offer free advice.
They tried ‘gripe water’, They brought a new concoction. Oh, what a pity, It brought no satisfaction.
Grandma thought of honey, The baby took a slurp. And slept like a baby, After a big burp.
Dosage: Read aloud. Daily. ↺
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