What's Up
Dear pretty Momma
were thinking of you.
We miss you a lot,
yes, even Dad to.
Dad said you'd come see us
when you had a day off,
yet we haven’t seen you
so tell me "what's up".
We have a new car now,
but no gas to spare.
As soon as we have some,
we'll be up there.
By Heather D. Roe
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