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Hrd Times

Mama is on drugs Grandma is moving slow as a slug Papa is in jail , I always send him mail My poor brother Nick is very sick Sometimes life hits you with hard times. My uncle Max loves to drink I told him his life is going to sink. I feel so sorry for my cousin Tina She never eats right, all my aunt tells her is that the money is tight. Sometimes life hits you with hard times. I know for sure hard times road I will’t explore A good education at a college for me. I’lm stomp out my families hard times legacy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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