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My Mother is nothing like my father.

She loves and cares for me like no other.

Whenever I’m sad she makes me glad.

There’s nothing you can do about it dad.

She guides me down the right path.

She always forces me to take a bath.

She shouts every time I played in the mud.

Whenever I’m hurt she wiped away the blood.

I know this might sound crazy.

But my mom is prettier than a daisy.

This might look dum.

But the truth is I Love You Mum.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 09, 2014 ⏰

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