Mothers Day (Rhyming Art with Fart)

Posted by: zobielamouche on: May 13, 2009

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————————————–You don’t support my art
—————————-And you hate when i fart
————————-At Trader Joe’s you expect me to push the Cart.
————You want to sell your Mercedes and buy a smart

In the car you backhand me
—–All my friends Find funny
———You try to get me good grades in physics
———————————-That isn’t a picnic.

——————–You always say shocking things
————-that stay in my mind like carvings
———I’m your favorite hatchling.
—-And there will be no more parting