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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NUMBER THREE
Do you enjoy
Being in the middle
One piece too much
To solve the riddle
You want him there
Living with you
Because you dare
To keep him too
You could tell him to move out
You don't do that
Causes me to vent and pout
As though a woman-child grown brat
Why do you keep him there
You were mean to him before I came
If you would really care
You'd see you're what's to blame
You're not his dear mother
You did have him as a slave
Look right at him I'm his other
A life with him you will not save.
12/31/05 0250 cj
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