No mom left behind
In a world without my mom
I’d cry and weep until I am numb
Without her I would not be what I am today
Without her I couldn’t have changed my ways
Her punny jokes
Her plastic smile
And her constant yelling, that’s heard from miles
The way she tells me to behave
And not repeat her own mistakes
I’d like thank you for who you are
And without you I’d fall apart
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