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she bore fruit rotten
to the core she swore
to have no more
she gave birth to one more
worse than the bunch
before she raised them all
until they grew tall
she sent them off to see
them fall one after another
she didn't teach them to
lean on each other
they were torn apart
she didn't teach them
to stick together
through hard times and
stormy weather
she missed them dearly
while they were gone
she was glad to get back
her home she couldn't
wait to be alone
she sat patiently by the
phone waiting for one
to call and say "I need"
so she could say "I can't"
there's one more mouth to feed
