I met this child a few years ago.
He's as pure as the winter driven snow.
His presence makes you look at reality.
He has one perfect personality.
He'll make you laugh one way or another.
God, I'm glad he's my little son's brother.
J, looks at him with stars in his eyes,
and when he leaves my little J cries.
No one should separate these two,
because I can see their love is true.
So Judge, don't take C away from my son,
for he's the little perfect one.
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