PHRASAL APPRAISAL FOR MOM
She wnt shoot off her mouth but she will shoot the breeze.
chew the fat n break the ice, will surely put you at ease.
She can button her lips, will never spill your beans.
plain jain but one in million, a bosom friend I mean.
cannt rest on her laurels, cant be called a back number
Burn her up or get into her hair, she stays cool as cucumber.
Will lay her cards on the table, will call you with open arms.
You'll laugh your heads off, she'll pull your leg with charm.
In a soup, in a fix, if you feel like a lame duck.
stands she a tower of strength, will make you dumbstruck.
Avid interest in FB (facebook),is a feather in her cap.
Talk turkey and make friends, she got the gift of gab.
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