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(by Charlie)

---A.S.M.---MOTOCROSS IN MALTA by--- CHARLIE---DINGLI---

 

I went to a party mom,

I remembered what you said.

You told me not to drink, mom,

so I drank soda instead.

 I felt really proud inside, mom,

the way you said I would.

 

I didn't drink and drive, mom,

Even though the others said I should.

 

I know I did the right thing, mom,

I know you're always right.

Now the party is finally ending, mom,

As everyone drives out of sight.

 

As  I got in my car, mom,

I knew I'd get home in one piece,

Because of the way you raised me, mom,

So responsible and sweet.

 

I started to drive away, mom,

But as I pulled onto the road,

The other car didn't see me, mom,

And it hit me like a load.

As I lie on the pavement, mom,

I hear the policeman say,

The other guy is drunk, mom,

And now I'm the one who'll pay.

I'm lying here dying, mom,

I wish you'd get here soon.

 

How come this happened to me, mom?

My life bursts like a balloon

There is blood all around me, mom,

Most of it is mine.

 

 I hear the paramedic say, mom,

I'll die in a very short time.

 

I just want to tell you mom,

I swear I didn't drink and drive.

 

It was the others, mom,

the others didn't think.

He didn't know where he was going mom,

He was probably at the same party as I,

The only difference is, mom,

He drank, and I will die.

Why do people drink, mom?

It can ruin your whole life.

I'm feeling sharp pains now, mom,

Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, mom,

I don't think that is fair.

I'm lying here dying, mom,

While all he can do is stare.

 

Tell my brother not to cry, mom,

Tell daddy to be brave.

And when I go to heaven, mom,

Write "Daddy's Little Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have told him, mom,

Not to drink and drive.

If only they would have taken time, mom,

I would still be alive.

My breathing is getting shorter, mom,

I'm becoming very scared.

Please don't cry for me, mom,

Because when I needed you,

you were always there.

I have one last question, mom,

Before I say good-bye,

I didn't ever drink, mom,

So why am I to die?

This is the end, mom,

I wish I could look you in the eye,

To say these final words, mom,

I love you and good-bye.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

                                   

 

 

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