My mum is my world she holds us altogether
Last Year my world fell apart and drifted away like a feather
I knew my mum was really ill
I tried to keep strong and not let my emotions spill
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Fat ones, thin ones
Chopped off limb ones
We sell any cats
Any, any, any, any, any cat
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A Kingfisher's feather so bright and blue
But yet it brings out the colour in you
He darts in and out of the river waves
His eyes as black as the deep dark caves
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These are the gifts if I could I would give to you
A tear from a phoenix
The first fire
The last diamond
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