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Mamma
"All that I am, or ever hope to be, I owe to my mother." Quote by _ A. Lincoln I am on a long journey to see you today, it will take many hours on the bus mamma; I am bringing a flower bouquet bright and gay, promise, not to bore you with my melodrama. It will take many hours on the bus mamma, as I get close I feel our forever love; promise not to bore you with my melodrama, not to weep for beloved who left for above. As I get close I feel our forever love, on Mother's Day I wish to honor my sweet mom; not to weep for beloved who left for above, it will be a visit tranquil, serene and calm. On Mother's Day I wish to honor my sweet mom, I open the ornate gate and walk beneath trees; it will be a visit tranquil, serene and calm, at your grave I lay flowers falling to my knees. I open the ornate gate and walk beneath trees, I am bringing a flower bouquet bright and gay; at your grave I lay flowers falling to my knees, I am on a long journey to see you today.
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