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Mar 28
Tell me mummy
Why are you sad,
Always
Arguing
fighting
With dad.
It’s not fair
On little me
Im your daughter
Im only three.
Daddy mummy
Whom I adore
please
Start loving
Each other
It’s better for sure.
Me and daddy and
Mummy makes three,
Stop all this bickering,
It really hurts me.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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