A Mother's Day Pentina Poem

I must have subconsciously enjoyed the challenge of a pentina poem because I wrote one again today. This one goes out to the one, the only, Debra Ann. The one who sat patiently and bemused when I said "I don't like my mom." Insert huge pause>>> "I love her!!!" She knew what was coming, deep down, she knew. 

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