My niece will soon be "Big Fifteen" I cringe, at what she has already seen... Drugs and sex and hate and crap... She can access this with just a snap... Of "on-line" fingers...so soft and petite... Her daddy loves her...He stomps his feet!!! Her mommy, (bless her precious heart)... Now loves her uncle...what a start!.... This wonderful mind that I once knew... Corrupted by "adults"...and false "guru".... And her "silly-funny-Auntie Ann"-- Don't help a bit...as she carries on--- I've never felt so "flea-on-a-rat" Just hope she'll know---she's better than that! Much better than the things that she has seen!.... The world is her oyster...may it always Be green...
Reason for writing:
For my niece, Diana....Love, Auntie Ann
Birth sign: Pisces
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