Mummy, mummmieee, me,
Don’t be mad at me
You are mad; not me
For you run after money
And vehemently claim
you are earning it for me
while you don’t care truly
to earn my love
by being with me.
For with your love
I can earn my keep
And not be dependent
On your pockets deep
So just spend time
with me; while I be me
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