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MOTHER TO ME
Mother to me is only a name someone who allows the dirty game Silence is golden-a mothers rule Then mother sends you off to school A mother has eyes in the back of her head So when facing her child- cannot see she is dead At night time a mother plants kisses on chin then sends you to the lions den Mother to me- is only a word her man is but a dirty bird A mother goes shopping and shopping and shopping while dirty birds hopping and hopping and hopping A mother looks through me she sees only her man she cannot smell the daughter fear comes in a can what good is a mother who has not a nose a mother is good while shes washing the clothes A mother looks through me and passes up fear she's never around and she can't even hear She's always around and she's blind as a bat Daddy sings songs about mommas fat a mother sits crying-not making a sound sits eating in kitchen-gets rounder than round she's she deaf, dumb and blind and no matter how tall a mother to me is no mother at all Daddies songs to mama ( i don't want her - you can have her-she's too fat for me) ( fatty margaret -two by four- couldn't fit through the kitchen door) (be she live or be she dead-when she's around you better hide the bread) |
This poem is about:
Me
My family