My s'muv
My s'muv is dear, my s'muv is sweet.
We laugh, we talk, we shop, we speak.
Now heres the point where it gets quite absurd
the things we talk about shouldnt be overheard.

clean the sheets and wash the bed,
use the right technique when giving head.
Too much info, i dont want to know!
Luckily I didnt get the full show.

The new age mothers, all pally and sweet.
The ones that all your friends love to meet.
I cringe and hide and wish she changed,
or even once in a while just behaved!

But I know deep down, my mums a gem.
I would say, better than a lot of them!
The day I'm a mum, maybe ill understand
that going a little too far, is really rather grand.

Until then, ill hang my head in shame.
And when im the same, i know who to blame.
The woman I love, respect and adore..
The one who washes the kitchen floor.

Thats my s'muv that is.
dont you wish she was yours!
(MissFlee tried again on, Sun 14 Feb 2010, 17:05, Reply)