Mother
Mother Mother i feel so down
Its strange not having you around
I blame you its all your fault iv started the Gin
as iv ran out of malt
My clothes are dirty there are holes in my shorts
miss you like crazy always in my thoughts
Copyright © Lisa Costigan | Year Posted 2018
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