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Dear Mommy:
Please make my day go better today or I won't get through.
I'm sorry I haven't come to you sooner and wasted my time saying Jesus hates this day or me or whatever.
I will try and visit you this weekend and bring you flowers for your vase, as you know, it's empty.
I miss you.
Love,
Pot of Gold.
*****
This song reminds me of Jason Kovack for my own reasons.
I feel sick.
There's also a very sweet and sensitive baby at the school that I LOVE and could be his though really judging by how he looks. (It's not, but makes me sad)