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Mar 2017
The amicable divorce had kids,
Dear little tin lids,
Here's your new mummy,
No need to spit the dummy,
Now you've got a new dad,
Stop yelling, there's the lad,
Here today, gone tomorrow,
Each divorce brings its own sorrow,
You're such dear little tin lids,
Yes, the amicable divorce had kids!
Feedback welcome.
Written by
Julie Grenness  Australia
(Australia)   
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