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Dec 2024
Conflict is  starting a fire
My mom and I fought  about work,
And jobless -my status was dire
And my  mom thought I was a **** .

My mom and I fought  about work
I did my best to get on track,
And my  mom thought I was a ****
Employers state you got no knack .

I did my best to get on track  
In due course  I went on Welfare ,
Employers state you got no knack
Relaid to my mom it felt like warfare .

In due course  I went on Welfare
And jobless my status was dire
Relaid to my mom it felt like warfare ,
Conflict is  starting a fire.
Written by
larry mintz  62/M/Nerthus
(62/M/Nerthus)   
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