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Third Born Children

First-born children are steady and smart
Congratulations, parents! You’ve made an excellent start!
First-born children grow up to run the show
To have just one, and then be done, is a real good way to go!

Second-born children are full of sweet charms
You walk in the door, they come flying to your arms
Second-born children will never lack for friends
I’m tellin’ you, to stop at two makes a lot of sense

But if you go for three, man, you’d better hold on tight
Raising up a third-born is a real white-knuckle flight
When you take ‘em home, man, you gotta hold your breath
Will they be a joy, or will they worry you to death?

If you see a mother with a dazed look in her eye
Her lower lip a-tremblin’, and just about to cry
Her husband on the verge of going on a drinking spree
You can bet your bottom dollar that they went for number three!

Cuz if you go for three, man, you gotta hold on tight
Raising up a third-born is a real white-knuckle flight
Speaking from experience, may I suggest to you?
There’s an excellent reason people usually stop at two!