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Birdie moorhouse Theres a very special lady Who loves me like a son And thats how she always treated me No matter what I done She loved her game of bingo And the weeks she got away Or to stroll around Freds fashions For the bargain of the day She was always bright and bubbly And this day Id always dread To see her slowly fade away As I sit here by her bed So much life And so much energy All the stories she could tell But now the birdie that I knew Is no more than a shell I hate to see you struggle I dont want you to go For to lose you from our precious lifes Would be a bitter blow But now your time is done here So just close your eyes and then When you weaken up youll find yourself In your mothers arms again David o Callaghan
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 08:34:28 +0000

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