You were in your nappies, when we used our illusion
you could not care less about Magic Johnson and Queen,
yet you were a magical princess who talked in your crib
and had ducks following your scent, asking to be fed.
You did not care for power ballads, back in the day
there was no need for such macho drama
for you girl, you were a baby.
You had it all, and no one could take it away.
A Duffboy poem (2012)