Kill your mother in church on Sunday

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she was wearing her Sundays best but I must clearly confess; knew it was but a test but now I rest a hired man with a gun shoot her down now she's gone the papers read all red with thoughts inside
her head running here & their



my momma was a commie she saved all her money she was a big phony full of bologna now she is gone but her memory lingers on she was sitting on the right side of the pew dazzling red dress pearls in
her arrangement;



didn't want to do it but it was too late we set the date the bullet would seal her fate but not too late she would contemplate; it was too late

Submitted: April 30, 2018

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she was wearing her Sundays best

but I must clearly confess;

knew it was but a test but now I rest

a hired man with a gun

shoot her down now she's gone

the papers read all red

with thoughts inside her head

running here & their

?

my momma was a commie

she saved all her money

she was a big phony

full of bologna

now she is gone but her memory lingers on

she was sitting on the right side of the pew

dazzling red dress

pearls in her arrangement;

?

didn't want to do it but it was too late we set the date

the bullet would seal her fate

but not too late she would contemplate;

it was too late


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