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| "Ode to Mom" Hanes 50/50 heavyweight T-shirt Front: "Ode to Mom" A mothers job is never done, Shes slaves to the bone for daughter and for son, She never has time for luxuries, she never has time for fun, All she does is work overtime, she lives life on the run, As we lie on our beds, with our bellies aching full and with mischief running through our heads, we sometimes forget to say thank you for doing the things you do, To say we love you, we know what you're going through, We thank god for our mother, For without her, we can never be, to grow up and be as wonderful, as wonderful as she | |
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| "Ode to Mom" Hanes middleweight comfort blend sweatshirt Front: "Ode to Mom" A mothers job is never done, Shes slaves to the bone for daughter and for son, She never has time for luxuries, she never has time for fun, All she does is work overtime, she lives life on the run, As we lie on our beds, with our bellies aching full and with mischief running through our heads, we sometimes forget to say thank you for doing the things you do, To say we love you, we know what you're going through, We thank god for our mother, For without her, we can never be, to grow up and be as wonderful, as wonderful as she | |
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| "Ode to Mom" 7.75" X 9.25" Mousepad "Ode to Mom" A mothers job is never done, Shes slaves to the bone for daughter and for son, She never has time for luxuries, she never has time for fun, All she does is work overtime, she lives life on the run, As we lie on our beds, with our bellies aching full and with mischief running through our heads, we sometimes forget to say thank you for doing the things you do, To say we love you, we know what you're going through, We thank god for our mother, For without her, we can never be, to grow up and be as wonderful, as wonderful as she | |
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| "Ode to Mom" classic 11 oz coated mug, with gift box Side 1: "Ode to Mom" Side 2: A mothers job is never done, Shes slaves to the bone for daughter and for son, She never has time for luxuries, she never has time for fun, All she does is work overtime, she lives life on the run, As we lie on our beds, with our bellies aching full and with mischief running through our heads, we sometimes forget to say thank you for doing the things you do, To say we love you, we know what you're going through, We thank god for our mother, For without her, we can never be, to grow up and be as wonderful, as wonderful as she | |
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