Mommy's treat

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By beccamarie •

A little girl with curly blondes off the big yellow bus and right after her brother up to the door and into the house a treat waits inside Mommy is on my favorite chair She's home from work but needs to talk Beckie send Ty upstairs little Joey too I want to talk she says to me She wants me to sit in her lap But I'm tne and bigger now I want to sit on my own But mommy asks again So I do what I am told I climb into her lap and she holds me tight she begins to talk she starts to cry twenty minutes later And all i heard was goodbye

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September 29, 2006 20:32 *****Junior Walker*****

Good poem,you get a good effect bye having rhyme at the end there,got a lil typo on the word "ten" by the way,