Mother's Hardships

There once was a boy

Who had no toys.

He whined, pouted, cried and cried

until his momma buyed.

Money she recieved was because she was employed.

Standing in a hotel parking lot

hoping she wont get caught.

Men, men, men constantly drove by

but none were a good guy.

She had to do what she did

to buy toys for her kid.

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