She is very lonely,
everyone around here knows that,
stopping passing people
seeing if they have time for a chat,

she walks just 2 miles a day now,
it used to be 5
but her legs are in too much pain
now,

Lung cancer and 82 years old,
a 44 year old son who has never done what he has been told,
still he sits there and watches you cut the hedge and mow the lawn,
with his cup of tea beside him
he gives out a big
yawn,

How can you send her down the supermarket like that?
I wouldn't mind but you have a car
outback!!

You dont care where she goes,
but I guess your just a
lazy so & so.

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