She likes to talk about her dad and all the
different jobs he had And all the times he
turned to her and said someday you'll be a
mother Mother f**ker And every time she
speaks in words It's garbled, shaky, and she's
heard That all the things she knows are true
about her mother Mother f**ker She lies.
Oh yes she lies. When she was four she had a
farm and all the animals were made of plastic
Like the teeth inside the head within the mouth
Crush crush crush just like her mother Mother
f**ker She tried to see beneath the stone
that father spat on all alone And all she got
was father's spit which used to coat the body
of her mother Mother f**ker.
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