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Who You Momma?

Who you Momma? Your Mom is the one Who looks after your life. Like a wife She cares for you over all. She is the one who brought You into the world and sought To make you all you might be. Oh that you could see What a wonder she be! There will come a day When she will go away Never to be seen again That place in the ground Where no children will hound Her for this or that. Oh but her man will cry! Just want to die! Who now will pay the rent? All the money was spent! Ah, but the One who made us, That One in Whom ever we trust, Will take us through it all. We’ll dance at that heavenly ball

0900 on 13 May, 2020

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