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pride and joy
I guess I should have worried
When you used to chop up worms
But I was your loving mother
So I wasn’t too concerned.
Maybe it was a bad sign
When you set fire to your bed
But I was just so doting
“Oh dear” was all I said.
And on the occasion
You hacked off your sister’s plaits
I must have been on your side so
We’ll draw a veil o'er that.
The...
Tuesday 25th October 2011 6:20 pm
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