Monday, January 25, 2016

Sing It Monday



When I was a little lad,
So small and sad.
I loved my mom 
But I was bad.

She loved me so,
But I don't know.
I let her down.
And she let me go.

I went off to find my way.
I was looking for somewhere to play.
But I kept thinking of her.
I still miss her, every day.

Isn't your mom making you dinner?

My mom is great,
Her name is Kate,
She makes me spaghetti
Even when I show up late.

She is so kind,
And doesn't mind.
My bringing home little critters
That I find.

I should be nicer to her
That's for sure.
She is too wonderful.
And my friends do concur.

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