tungtied2u
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This is what my mother used to say to my father
after he had turned sour
his words became bitter and hurtful
how she held onto hope
I will never know
We told her to leave him
but she wouldn't
or couldn't
we were never told why
but she remained loving
and loyal, tried to turn him
and she would smile and say
Be Nice
after he had turned sour
his words became bitter and hurtful
how she held onto hope
I will never know
We told her to leave him
but she wouldn't
or couldn't
we were never told why
but she remained loving
and loyal, tried to turn him
and she would smile and say
Be Nice