I am not going to kiss uncle Bob any more, and I am not going to let him kiss me.

When he comes near me, I'll put up a roar, or be as rude as can be.

Mommy can kiss me, and daddy, and even aunt Mabel or Grace.

But I do hate the feeling of kissing a man, with whiskers all over his face:-)

"if you don't like the heat... get out of the kitchen... but stop trying to fan the flames before you leave... it will burn you on the a** as you go through the doorway...." ME

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