MOM, (NOT your typical Mothers day poem) (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

MOM, (NOT your typical Mothers day poem)
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Gotta laugh, otherwise I would cry & I did enough of that growing up, thats why...
MOM! MOM, the epitome of a pain ON my ass, MOM, her hand did hurt worse than dads belt, MOM, washed my butt more times than on one hand I could count, MOM, called me stinky and on my butt did make many a welt� MOM, washed out my mouth with soap for saying the �F� word, MOM, had to clean up my puke after swallowing the soap in chunks, (guess I showed her, huh?) MOM, had to chase into the ocean waves after I did lose my swimming trunks, MOM, embarrassed me, walking me home naked, after my trunks went missing� MOM, by the time I was 12 I knew she was a flake, MOM, listen to your father, he knows what he does say when he is awake, MOM, no sisters or brothers do you have cause you are the worst, MOM, when having you we certainly did make a huge mistake� MOM, you�re telling ME! MOM, life would have been better living as a tree, MOM, you made my life a pure hell on earth, MOM, perhaps that is the reason why I am so full of NOW, mirth� MOM, I have to now laugh and be full of shit, MOM, for if I do not I will cry and by Rufuz get bit, MOM, comedy and humor I did learn from a life with you of strife, MOM, gee thanks mom for not allowing me to myself commit� � ed ~ 5/7/05

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on May 11, 2005

Don't talk about my Mama that way! :) LOLOLOLOL

You, dear Eddie, are going to be sharing the doghouse WITH Rufuz if yo Mama gits wind of this one--wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Your pain is our pleasure. That's not what I meant, but I hope you know what I mean.

(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla. :(

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on May 8, 2005

Unfortunately from pain comedy often grows. We're glad you made it to us, Ed. She makes for good material. LOL ~~Nordette

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on May 7, 2005

Okay Ed and yes we have to grow older to appreciate our moms. I love the little smiley.

Reviewed by Roger Ochs

Happy day to all the men for whom Mother is only half a word.

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Hugs! Wishing for you happy days :-)

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Oh only a mother and maybe nutties like I could love you and your bloody "heartfelt" humor!!

Thanks for making me truly smile today...did not really smile yet...but you did it!!

Love Teletummy mommy Tinky!!

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Some people should not ever be parents, and it would appear that you were born to one of those people. Raising children is no simple task and it might be a lot easier if they came with an owner's manual. No matter the strife you endured as a child, I am still glad that she had you and that I am able to read your wonderful if not somewhat "unique" posts. You have lightened my day on so many occasions.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

awwww, this is so sad, eddie; am so sorry you had to put up with this! my mom disciplined me, but i deserved it. i still miss her; it's been 15 years since she died, and i wish i still had her around!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( >tears <

Reviewed by Robin Labenberg

All mothers are NOT created equal sadly but I was glad to see your honesty and humor..sorry for someone's choice of mothers for you...Great write on tough subject...

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Not the typical Mother's Day poem, Ed, but your experiences, however sadly, do echo a lot of people's. Eddie K. said it best, humor and being able to look back on life with no regrets is often the best gift we can give ourselves. Have a great weekend and my best to Rufuz.
Jill

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Truly not your typical Mother's Day poem, Ed - and I can truly feel your anguish. But as you say, humor often is the best medicine.

But I must say that the first part of your poem truly does sound like some of my experiences as a kid - but luckily I had 2 brothers and a sister that I could torment, although I usually paid for my numerous crimes.

Keep Smilin, and Keep on Keepin On - Bro.