Ode To Mom

Do you remember when I was young
I was your best behaved kid all along
Seven little brats and then there was me
I was a total suck up and I was your baby
When I thought about doing something bad
You'd lecture and threaten to tell my dad
But I wasn't scared of that old dude
He was a pussy cat... compared to you
There was something about us more special and true
There was something we shared, "Don't It Make My Brown Eyes Blue"
When I went to school and made you a card
I spelled everything wrong but worked really hard
You smiled at me when you read what I wrote
"Here's a shiny maccarowny to where arrownd your throte"
Tomorrow will be special like back then
Macaroni and cards, I didn't over spend
You seemed to love the gifts made by me
So why try to top it with real jewelry
I know you wanted a ring of topaz
But Mom, I just don't have money coming out of my ass


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