
There once was a parent who swept
Everything under the rug that he kept
He turned eighty one day
Didn’t like me my way
He turned eighty one day
Didn’t like me my way
And that caused emotional debt

There was another parent, you see
Her issues much bigger than me
The sweeper kept sweeping
The debts they kept creeping
If you ask me, an exorbitant fee
Her issues much bigger than me
The sweeper kept sweeping
The debts they kept creeping
If you ask me, an exorbitant fee
No schmaltz. No spiel. Just the way it is.
Be authentic. Live and realize your true path, because it is yours.
Nu?
The authentic Bernice is the best Bernice there is! xoxo
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Thanks Ceil. Xoxo 😘
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