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MAMA!


When I was young, I got into trouble or I might've even lied,

Then you'd take my phone so I'd cry and wonder why,

Now that I am older and understand,

I appreciate you deeply for your commands,

Not only did you help me when I was in a jam,

You did what you could to make me a man,

I told you as a kid that you'd never have to work again,

Now its a must because lying is a sin,

This thing you've blessed me, I'm very grateful,

I love you mom and thank you for my life

 

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