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Sunday, 1 March 2015

SWEET JOYS OF MOTHERHOOD

Don't expect sweet
Sensitivity from me!
I am a Mum
And that means
That if someone pukes
We gets to look
To see if there is
A milk tooth there,

We gets to clean
Poo and pee
And see parts
Of the human
Anatomy
That no-one
But the medical
Profession
Understands.

We sticks hands
Down stinky loos
To save precious
Plastic jewels;

We cry rivers
Over goldfish
Floating upside
Down in dead-pools,
And over silk-moths
That fornicated
For 24 hour
In our lounge
Then just died.

We preside
Over milk
And cookies
For ravening crowds
Of budding psychopaths
With a beatific smile,

We keep sane
By guzzling vodka
On the sly while
Repeating mantras:
NEARLY BEDTIME
NEARLY BEDTIME
And vaguelly
Remember ourselves
As fierce believers,
Ferocious achievers,
Proud of our skills,
Our legs, our great hair,
And our unaugument tits
Which were always
In the upright position...

MC

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