Blake
He's a little boy who loves to play,
On his tractor he starts his day,
He rides around with a great big smile,
With his hard hat and flag he does those miles,
His name is Blake cute as can be,
He loves his nanny and she loves he,
On the school bus off he goes,
His little school friends each he knows,
This little guy he is so smart,
In nanny's heart they'll never part.
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