Mother, Like Saucy
Don’t want to be your mother
Day after day
Time after time
No way
Where am I
How’d we get here
Know I called you nurse
But please
How’s a mother get so high
Cause she’s smokin’
Mother left me
Gonna leave you, too
Who’s gonna be yours
When I am gone
Got some idea
Better make ‘em rich
Like saucy
Like cake
Since you let me cry it out
Don’t want to be your mommy
Wanna be your babe
Ready to work you over
And put you to bed
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~ by Joy Suzanne Grazer on October 12, 2010.
Posted in Abandonment, Affection, Children, Compassion, Love, Relationships, Trust, Youth
Tags: Abandonment, Attachment, Children, Compassion, Letting Go, Love, Trust

agreed!
Fascinating. No rules. That’s what I love about these. I see your later reference to cummings and and you obviously take great pride in your mastery of language and manipulation. Not necessarily in that order! Great job. I really enjoy trying to figure cut your love life! A lot of times I think I relate.
I like OPs train of thought. You are a saucy momma! Love your work
How do I subscribe to the mind of Joy?
you are like… saucy!