The Youngest Was the Most Loved

The youngest was the most loved

The youngest was the shielded

We kept him from the world's glare

And he turned into a killerRetrouss nose

Turned up and mischievous

Forget me not eyes

That cried if we ever left his sideThere is no such

Thing in life as normal

There is no such

Thing in life as normalThe youngest was the most loved

The youngest was the cherub

A small boy from a poor house

Who turned into a killerA blushed rose

If he had to say, Hello

A lopsided grin

Strained to keep the shyness inThere is no such

Thing in life as normal

There is no such

Thing in life as normalThe youngest was the most loved

The youngest was the cherub

The look was all before him

With a lovely wife beside himThe youngest was the most loved

The youngest was the cherub

We kept him from the world's glare

And he turned into a killerThere is no such

Thing in life as normal

There is no such

Thing in life as normal