Everyday you say to me "dank-goo!"
I know it means “thank you,” but somehow comes out “dank-goo.”
You find a crumb, and I say “bring it here and let me see.”
You run real fast over to me…
I say “thank you,” and you place it in my hand,
just a speck—no bigger than sand.
You run to play, but before you leave you always stop to say, “dank-goo.”
I know it means “thank you” but somehow comes out “dank-goo!”
I love you my little Baaboo,
My Darling Boy-Noah Robert Clark, my inspiration is endless with you...