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Moms could be Moms only

there is a guy I knew unmarried wanted to marry desparately
I asked him why then don't you
he confided
his mother was looking
for a suitable girl
rich but like a home maid/nurse
so that when she wanted a massage
she would
cook a meal as and when
sleep besides her at night

Seven years she had taken
so far
couldn't be obliged
as yet

so now he has become wise
he ran away with a fatty
lives at her place mostly
when he comes home
shows his mom a sullen face
when will you find one for me
he weeps

moms are moms

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"ran away with a fatty..."

makes the poem, you put that just in the right spot.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

This was inspired by some poem I read here
about someones overbearing mom
hence my friends

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I am a mom by the way. You gave me some ideas what to do when my sons will start looking.


in the West
sons themselves choose the best
many vie with gals
in the class
then a love test pass
they kiss each other
then say come over

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Mum is always the boss when in mom's house, and very fussy when it comes having new inlaws. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

I have experienced

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