I know you don't remember
When you were only three,
And like a little cream puff,
You sat upon my knee.
All the day you sang a song
As different as could be,
And I wondered what was in your soul
That made you fly so free.
"What's in a name?" asked Juliet,
Her Romeo in mind.
I dreamed a dream and then I heard
The secret word for Caroline.
They say it's weird, and so it is,
Really quite insanely wacky,
And yet it's true, although absurd,
The name I heard was Cacchi Lacchi!
~~Mamina Hudson, April 2011
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