Dollar bills and Giant Peaches

I saw my Mum today,
Like every two days,
We chatted about,
Black birds with yellow bills,
I asked if they were,
Dollar bills,
She just looked at me,
We talked about some,
Other stuff,
Secret stuff,
Like about respecting,
One’s enemy,
And keeping a cool,
head,
Like an aircon engineer,
I remember my mum when I was about 4,
Feeding my sister,
Who was born in,
Like
Sid knee.
Better than Lou Reed,
Who Lived in a Big Apple
As for James, I just ate,
A normal peach.
Fin.
4now.
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Dear Reader
The linked in post that coined this poem is on the below link.
https://www.linkedin.com/posts/jade-codes_who-will-remember-you-when-the-late-nights-activity-7335390971817340928-uxso?utm_source=share&utm_medium=member_desktop&rcm=ACoAAAAIbkYBmilcBDn21BchfhHdX3NYfaoosTo
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David