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You have no right to judge me. I raised her.
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I paid for perms,
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candy cigarettes, real cigarettes.
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She owes me. Now I'm gettin' mine.
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You know, I don't normally say mean things. I think them.
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I write them on scrap pieces of paper
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and put them in my purse.
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I read them at night to the mirror
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And pretend I actually am saying them.
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But with you, I'm making an exception.
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Now there is only one good mom standing in this room,
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and her middle name is, unfortunately, Kiki.