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My Mother

There was this lady that was worth more than gold
There was this lady who was strong, direct and bold
There was this lady that formed all the different molds
This lady, my mother, she'd ask, have you been told?
She didn't beat around the bush, she said it straight
She didn't sugar coat things, she'd say things aren't great
If you wanted to talk to her, you'd sit, and have to wait
Her time was invaluable, and no it is not up for debate
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