My honey kids, “you write a book!”
You think a lot, a lot you do
Why don’t you write a book?
Write oh yes, how they boss!
How lonely minds turn and toss..
‘How her father din’ buy her d’ toy
Deep within, he wept like a boy..
There is so much you can write about
I’ll read to the world, read out loud.
Said honey, “dare you howl n’ roar;
Truth is what they abhor—
Look at those hazel eyes,
Cherish the few that weren’t lies..
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