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My Mom's Day

My Mom’s Day

Always nagging
With a splitting headache
My mom complains about her life
About her constant backache
About her demoded outfits
About my dad’s financial fits

Hot boiling kettle screams
My mom also screams off her fits

A cold wind screams through the panes
And I scream in pain:

I don’t want to grow up to be a woman
With a hubby so vain

While my dad leaves home again
God knows he also might be screaming and cursing:

O my God
How can I get rid of
Those feminine complaints...

Ayten Suvak

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