momma sat me down at the kitchen table this morning
we need to talk, she said
all boys are the same
they'll break your heart like it's a piece of their grandmother's fine china
they'll smash it on the kitchen floor
to show their buddies that they're cool
who was daddy trying to be cool for?
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Short Storythere's something especially heartbreaking about watching your daddy leave. there's something oh so ruining about watching your momma cry.
