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[title] => Momas boy
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[bodytext] => A male child is born innocent helpless A man child A mother holds with tender kisses A boy born to be hyper and wild Wa wa a baby cries A man child A baby bottle and diaper dry Dada first talking tries Momma a later supprize Delight with a boy this size Worms bugs and butter flies Toughtness comes by many a cry Bang bang a cowboy lies Wounded by and by A shoulder wound never to die Momma's boy Daddy works,but Momma's there A scraped knee for Mom to repair With tender care Years pass with wonder where High school done A war to be won Terrorism is not a man Three thousand as towers cave in God accepts three thousand souls Time takes another three thousand or so Mama's boy joins with Sally John and Joe G I's Goverment issue Wars and rummers go on and on Dark clouds don't always bring rain Blown sand covers the sun Humvee's bake in a desert oven Down a sandy road Moma's boy Sally and John and Joe Eyes watching to and fro O'mygod a flash of red Fire and blood on desert sand A far away land Suddenly dead Sally Joe and John Momma's boy lies in hot sand Daddy's proud of good son Momma's boy life seeping into the sand Never understanding this desert land Momma momma cries a dieing son Sinned [comments] => 3 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 75 [informant] => sinned [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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