Mom will soon be in a death hole,
Isn’t that something you knew?
She’s just like big piece of dog dirt,
The kind that you scrape off your shoe!
Her kids cannot wait for the moment,
That she will turn over and die!
Because then they know they’ll be getting,
Dollars that reach to the sky!
But now Mom complains,
And we’re sick of the sound,
Why can’t she be dead,
In a hole in the ground?
jdl 3 June 2026
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