Lullaby

Rock-a-bye
baby, in the
treetop...
When the
wind blows,
the cradle
will rock...
When the
bough breaks
the cradle
will fall...
and down
will come
Grandpa....
Ankle scabs, Chicken Kalamungay breath, Nanchuk skills,
skid marks BVD's, bad jokes, pieces of manapua in teeth,
excellent memory, and other stuffs too but he can't remember,
...........cradle and all.