Stuck On My Mom
I'm stuck on you through and through
Whoever was there for me was just a few
You are my guardian angel
You got me out of a tangle
You are my dear, dearest mom
You let me know how to know a con
You're a flower in a garden
That I will always pardon
You keep my happy
I'm a kin of pappy
Copyright © Susan Mills | Year Posted 2023
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