MOTHER'S DAY

On Mother's Day
She was given a half dead rose
In return she toots up her nose
She was stress with discuss
And begun to cuss
Because things didn't go her way
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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April 21, 2026 at 11:06 AM
Hello Daisy Ward, sometimes things do go our way. then sometimes not. We all have good days and bad. I hope you hav a good day. Hugs. /Darlene/
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