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THE MOTHER WE LOVE!!!!!!!!


                            M-illion things she gave,

                            O-nly that  she's growning old,

                            T-ears she shed to save me,

                            H-er heart  of purest gold,

                            E-yes, with love-light shinning,

                            R-ight, and right she'll always be.

 

                                         Put them together, they spell "MOTHER", a word  that means the world to me .

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