I didn’t mean to throw yo mama from the train
Her nagging was starting to disturb my brain
Her dentures flew out of her mouth with speed
She uses trifocals when she needs to read
Her mouth keeps going I am going to have a fit
I jumped up and told that hag to put a sock in it
She smells like mothballs, menthol, and bacon
She thinks she smells good but she’s mistaken
She calls our son a beautiful young little girl
He’s 3 years old and she’s messing up his world
Yo mama says she’s fine but she is disabled
Every Thanksgiving she pees at the kitchen table
I tell you that woman is dumb as a bag of rocks
When she was sleep I wanted to hit her with a clock
She came on a trip by Amtrak and I gave her money
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