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TO MOM WITH LOVE |
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When you are 50 nobody cares If your hat is odd, nobody stares You can leave off the stays if they happen to pinch Nobody cares if you add on an inch. |
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Your hips may widen, your stomach may bulge Nobody cares if your age you divulge Nobody whistles when your passing by On sensible heels, you'll meet no roving eye. |
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The candy you used to give up with a sigh You can take all you please when the dish passes by Your suits at the tailors, must have a small gore Your belt at the waistline needs two inches more. |
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So now you are 50, take time out for fun Children all married, house work all done Put on your bifocals, take your teeth off the shelf After all you are 50 ~ Why not be yourself ? |
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I found this in the paper. It was written for a mom on her bithday, and no Authors name. |
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