How Lovely is My Mother
Her lovely hair shinier than gold
Her lovely lips redder than rosesHer lovely nose, well it’s a nose
And her lovely ears ever alert, whatever is to be heard, she hears
And lovely eyes, like brown buttons, both in the front and back of her head
No mother has been more gloriously wonderful, and lovely than my mother
Sweeter than sugar
Smarter than owls
Kinder than somebody who’s really kind
My lovely mother the best she is
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