My papa looks at me and he sees himself.
My mama looks at me and I reflect her image.
I am a chameleon.
I adapt to the interests of me folks.
My papa plays games on his laptop. I watch along.
My mama rocks out to great music. I sing along.
I am a salamander.
I take in their vibe.
My papa laughs, I am happy.
My mama soothes me, I feel lucky.
But most importantly, I am loved.
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