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MOM (A MOTHER'S DAY TRIBUTE)*
by Terry OlynikLittle Terry,
With a grin,
Drank up all
Of mommy's gin.
Mommy said,
When he was plastered,
Go to bed
You little lovechild. 05/13/2007 Author's Note: *Traditional M.D. repost.
Posted on 05/13/2007
Copyright © 2024 Terry Olynik
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 05/13/07 at 11:18 PM my mom would have called me a little sh-word... but that's just mom, and it wouldn't have been gin, but tequila... she's a margarita lady. |
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