Son, your mother, your mother, your mother.
Son, never succumb to comforts
Lest you forget the less of.
Son, honesty is what makes men
And karma is kind to an honest man.
Son, true wealth is in giving
Charity is not an expense.
Son, your mother, your mother, your mother.
Heaven is under her feet.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC
Son, your mother, your mother, your mother.
Son, never succumb to comforts
Lest you forget the less of.
Son, honesty is what makes men
And karma is kind to an honest man.
Son, true wealth is in giving
Charity is not an expense.
Son, your mother, your mother, your mother.
Heaven is under her feet.
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