Ma has taken to her broom,
To find her miscreant son,
I heard the sonic boom,
A mad circle she had spun,
And mad she was for sure,
To catch that rascal by his ear,
And find for him a cure,
And kick him in the rear,
His joint too she’ll clear,
And those around the house,
Once more kick him in the rear,
And soap his filthy mouth,
She invites brothers Georg and Ed,
Neath her breath she curses them,
She’d really like to boot their ass instead,
Not acting all, like they are ken,
His needs did not acknowledge,
Not send him money, nor change his diapers,
Boy is she on edge,
She’s gone beat these vipers,
She’ll pee in the can of Coors,
She don’t know no difference will it make,
When Georg it down his throat he pours,
Don’t know this beer to be a fake,
Ed, our little pee wee,
If he brings all his dogs and cats,
Gone sleep out in that there tee pee,
Along with Jersey’s rats,
But Matlack he is wise,
Share with her a joint,
Make her believe his lies,
That he an angel by God anoint,
A bath he’ll take for hours,
And scrub the kitchen floor,
And daub his rear with perfumed flowers
Just fore she bashes down that bolted door.
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John
I won't be here too often for awhile, I sure hope
it gets settled,and I'm still your friend, Jasmin! tiger lily
Don't tell him, but she's been doin that to him for years - but he drinks it anyway!!
But Matlack he is wise,
Share with her a joint
Now that, I'd like to see!!
Pee Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee