Your Rocking Chair Poem by Dorsey Baker

Baby I'll be
your rocking chair
I'll rock you slow
I'll rock you
until the morning come
baby I'll be
your rocking chair
I'll be the rocking chair
that gives you so much pleasure
you'll suffer no pain
Baby I'll rock you
until it starts to rain
Baby I'll be
your personal
rocking chair
I'll kiss
your sweet lips
run my fingers
through your long
pretty hair
Baby I'll be
your rocking chair
rock you so slow
Baby I'll be
your rocking chair!