"we are early," mom declares.
there must be a reason.
always very early
or very late.
never on time.
"where's my lunch?" a kid shouts.
it is not in the bag.
always peanut butter
or salami.
never changing.
"hang on boys," mama whoops.
we are off to QT.
all-beef jerky, a dill pickle
or krispy kreme.
mother of the year...
maybe next year.
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