My sister is in the jailhouse my nephew's too.
They're all singing those jailhouse blues.
In there for stealing,murder and drugs.
Their moma's didn't give enough kisses and hugs.
Try to ask my sis how ya doin at least once a week.
She say's sister your letters are so sweet.
I try to send her money to get what she needs.
Our moma would say come on Teresa do a good deed.
This was wrote for you sis I hope you think it's funny.
From your loving sister and your brother-n-law Bunny.
Teresa Skyles 09-Dec-09
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