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Jun 2020
On my way going
Thinking on my money

Slowly moving I'm
Like, I am Mummy

My eyes couldn't see
Cuz, I am yawning

I get in, the house
I see my mommy

She said, yes papa
Call me for my money

I feel to breath so
Like, I licked honey

I called my baby
Saying! We get penny

She said, eh! No
Cuz, I am funny

I swear! Baby really
We have, the money

The same thing, baby
Took the scene as funny

I got to cry
And, I recall my nanny

By then, I remember
My old friend Danny

The always saying, dude
Stop behaving, just funny

And then, the time
When we were granny

We can't stop it
Since we adapt it, funny
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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