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IS THIS A POEM?
If this is a poem
Then my son must be broke
All of our money
Must have gone up in smoke
But I'll let it slide
'Cause there's nothin I need
Hold on to the cash, son
So your cat you can feed
I don't ask if you love me
'Cause you tell me you do
"Mom's one of my heros"
"Yes son, I knew"
I would hold out my arms
Death not stand in my way
If it meant your existence
For one extra day
How much do I love you
No measure will do
Try to quantify Heaven
Still not equal to you
RIP
Then my son must be broke
All of our money
Must have gone up in smoke
But I'll let it slide
'Cause there's nothin I need
Hold on to the cash, son
So your cat you can feed
I don't ask if you love me
'Cause you tell me you do
"Mom's one of my heros"
"Yes son, I knew"
I would hold out my arms
Death not stand in my way
If it meant your existence
For one extra day
How much do I love you
No measure will do
Try to quantify Heaven
Still not equal to you
RIP
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