my mother is a what?

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There once was a happy meatball
Who's family was sadly, real small
She wanted a child
Who was calm and real mild
But meatballs can never give birth

A decision was made very quick
A child from a home she would pick
Adopting would be key
They'd take him and flee
And she'd finally have her own child

They snuck up to the main doors and knocked
It was opened and the master was socked
He went out like a light
The baby put up no fight
And the meatball was finally a mom

Tragedy struck at thirteen
When the people of their town were quite mean
Embarrassed and shamed
The child couldn't be tamed
And by noon, he had eaten his mom

The end

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