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Gritted Teeth

Gritted Teeth

"Ok I confess
I don't like the dress
Your hair's a mess
Your teeth are not straight
Your fella looks great
But you look a state"

Things I must not say
or my son will make me pay
To his bride on this his wedding day

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Tina Moore

love the ending on this susan Β i wonder how many mother-in -laws would just come out and say Β tina x

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Susan O'Reilly

not many I don't think but they have their ways lol x

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