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Mar 2013
Why doesn't the stuff in pretty bows
Make me feel goodΒ 
When they're worn by pretty girls?
Mother taught me many things but never how to love.
Why don't butterflies reach my stomach
When I hold a lady's hand
In mine?
Mother taught me many things but never how to love.
What makes a father want to leave
Or a lovely lady cry
When she hasn't even been struck?
Mother taught me many things but never how to love.
What's the medicine in glass bottles
That makes the painΒ 
"Go away"?
Mother taught me many things but never how to love.
What do you say
When mother lay
In a wooden bed never to wake up?
"Maybe it's because mother never learned to love."
Chames
Written by
Chames  America
(America)   
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   Bonny Francis
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