I’ve Been a Bad Girl . . . A Poem

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Rainy Sunday, Mother’s Day

Mama was at home

I took a shovel from the shed

And cracked her collarbone

 

Then I used the handle part

to gouge out her right eye

To my surprise it burst inside

then shed upon her cheek

 

Oh, Mama, silly woman

I told you I’d be back

to stop the strife

to end your life

then stuff you in a sack

 

 

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