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Please do not stress Mother dearest

As i do not want to add to your woes

But the dog has just come in covered
in ticks and fleas

And my sister and I have both knits and
scrapped knees respectively

So many troubles and this won't be the
last to try and comb over or sweep under 
the already threadbare underlay or 
cardboard box dinning table

Yet just more ammunition and stick's of
rock to be labeled and taunted by other's
with

Exactly just how much of laugh are you
having and enjoying at our expense

I've barely 23 cent's left after i've 
settled my rent to patch up the 
holes in the front door from the
bailiff's constantly knocking down
my door

But nevermind me what really strings
and breaks my heart are seeing my
children's faces bony and haunt

Like ghost's me do haunt knowing
hug's won't alone keep them warm
when the winter cold night's draw in

But those very kid's despite all of
this and apparently having nothing
are both happy and content at the
same time

Because 1 thing they know for sure 
is that there are far worse fates than
being poor

So long as they know Mother loves
them

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