Pamper the child

sure, pamper the child,
like she'll need it.
But be warned,
if there's food,
she will eat it.
She will hurt us,
curse us,
mock our souls.
she'll scream,
dream of dimands,
when it's still just coal.
Hey, she might even kill us,
if I let her grow.
But sure,
for now,
Pamper the child.