Ode to the Paci

I love my paci,

Though mom calls it nasty.

I just can't make her understand.

I would suck my thumb (to satisfy mum)

But I can't always find it on my hand.

So, mother dear, as you sadly fear,

A paci man I may be.

But I do love you so and as I grow

I'll know that you love me.

'Cause one night I was unhappy,

in need of a nappy,

but just could not settle down.

I tried for my thumb,

From 10 until 1 but it could not be found.

So mom took a deep breath

And said to herself,

"It's about him and not about me."

She took out the paci and boy I was happy

Even though it made her cry.

Now I am so glad

Now mom don't be sad.

'Cause this paci does really pacify!