185 – Motherly Love

Poem number 185
Motherly Love
Get thee to a nunnery
You’ve had too much funnery
You’ve got one in the bunnery
You dirty little minx
You lost your little headery
And took that boy to bedery
And now I’m filled withdreadery
And needing several drinks.
I’d send you to the pillory
You’ve put me through the millory
I’ve really had my fillory
Your timing really stinks.
But nevermind that nunnery
I guess what’s done is donery
I’ll help you raise your sonnery
I love you, little minx.


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