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Mama & the Chitlin

It was a beautiful sunny day in the outdoor mall

Mama and the Chitlin were having a ball

The Chitlin was smiling , laughing, and playing

"What a little cutie!", people were saying

But it wouldn't always be such joy and laughter

For the Chitlin had her eye on something she was after

She began to climb the big ledge, like a tall mountain

She wanted to play "splish, splash" in the mall's fountain

But Mama caught her and held her close

Then something happened that she feared most

The end of all the fun and games was very near

The Chitlin began to scream for everyone to hear

She was throwing her first fit outside of their house

Mama felt shakey and tiny, like a mouse

Oh Dear Lord, "What do I do now?"

The Chitlin's face grew red...she was having a cow

Mama grabbed the Chitlin in one arm and the stroller in the other

Now she knew how it felt to be "that Mother"

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