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My Heart And Prayers Go Out To All Single Moms Because It's Tough, And I Can't Imagine Any Teenager Dealing With A Baby And All Those Hormones Raging.

I Don't Rhyme Right Now, But I May Ten Years From Now.

I Panicked When My Son, Jett, Stopped Eating Baby Food. He's Only Two But His Food Vocabulary Is Fantastic. He Likes My Baked Tilapia And String Beans With Chopped Garlic. But He Really Likes Pizza. Sometimes Every Inanimate Object To Him Is Pizza.

It's Frustrating Me - That Booty Is Gonna Sag At Some Point. And If You Allow Enough People To Come Inside Your Physical Space, They Leave Traces.

I Don't Write On Demand - I Wait For Inspiration To Come.