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Jun 2014
Yes thats me, I'm that momma ...

Spit on hankee, hankee on finger, up in your face
In front of your mates
Cause you didn't wash your face
I don't care, I washed my face

Stand up tall, strong and proud
You're a man now
Not broken or neglected
Hungry or rejected

If I ride you
Its coz I know you can do it
I know if my Mum didn't do that to me
I'd be half the person

You are not a *****
You are not a wussy
Get off the couch
Don't live a virtual life
Get real and just live it

I told you life is tough
You have to go and get it
I don't care
If you're a doctor or burger flipper
Do it well ... whatever

My son said to me .. They're all ******* Mum
To which I said .. You know what they say when
Everyone else is an ******* aye son ...

I love you Mum
I love you too Son ... more than you'll ever know !
i love my boys
Joann Rolleston
Written by
Joann Rolleston  Wellington, NZ
(Wellington, NZ)   
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