Going into the woods to pick some flowers for your mother is a nice thought, but if you see bare footprints, turn back. Go buy her some flowers at the supermarket or something....
...chances are that frisky girl Pauline, you know, the one your mother doesn't like, is down by the lake "communing with nature" again. Be a good boy.
Happy Mother's Day
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tip toeing through the tulips.
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