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[aid] => mick
[title] => WHEN DAD DROPS IN
[time] => 2005-01-03 03:28:50
[hometext] => Written 12/29/04 It's me-n-my parents (they're deceased) reminissing, my dad-n I about my mom.
[bodytext] =>
Momma ain't far behind this angel family of mine In wee hours Momma gets up fryin rabbits Daddy shot last nite, she's fixin her coffee cup. Dad would lay in bed till hot bisquits fried rabbit tortured his head. Mom served him in bed. Ofcourse me, a nite owl neva wanted to get up eva. The longer that fresh rabbit sizzled could wake any one up momma's vitals. Soon as our tummys gently roared our feet are searching the floor. When dad-n-mom pops in our home Many memories flood into this heart. Angels always at our beconning call neva too late to break our fall. Mr.-n-Mrs. Jim-n-Helen McCool My parents. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 34 [informant] => emystar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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