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My Mom And I

It is not I who is high.
Never had I ever been nigh.
None ought ask me why.
For it is my mom and I.
That raised our business so high.

Mom and I worked so hard.
Though I was then a tiny lad.
It was our business we needed so bad.
I feel no remourse and neither am I sad.
Mom and I worked so hard.

Mom went so soon.
I grieved and was in a trance and swoon.
I was in a stupor like a loon.
Like a baby I was fed on a spoon.
Mom went so soon.

The business started to crumble.
Customers began to grumble.
My mom was missed in a rumble.
Life on me did crave and stumble.
Mom why did you like a cookie crumble?
You and I had success not shumble.

If in life had one wish.
Without her I seem foolish.
With her business would have had to flourish.
Am sure I will be with great nourish.
Now I stink like fish.
I dwindle like a sweet dish.

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Submitted by baby_p on June 03, 2021

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