The Lady I Call Mum

We may not be related,but that don’t mean a thing,your kind,caring and beautiful and I love it when you sing…you may not be my real mum,but your the one I’d choose,I know I’m a pain in the bum at times,but your friendship id not want to lose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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