Post by Paul Hogan on Apr 3, 2005 0:33:31 GMT -5
When me prayers were poorly said
Who tucked me in me widdle bed
And spanked me till me arse was wed
Me Mudder
Who took me from me cozy cot
And put me on the ice cold pot
And made me pee if I could not
Me Mudder
And when the morning light would come
And in me crib me dribbled some
Who wiped me tiny widdle bum
Me Mudder
Who would me hair so neatly part
And hug me gently to her heart
Who sometimes squeezed me till me fart
Me Mudder
Who looked at me with eyebrows knit
And nearly have a king size fit
When in me Sunday pants me s***
Me Mudder
When at night her bed did squeak
Me raised me head to have a peak
Who yelled at me to go to sleep
Me Farver!
Who tucked me in me widdle bed
And spanked me till me arse was wed
Me Mudder
Who took me from me cozy cot
And put me on the ice cold pot
And made me pee if I could not
Me Mudder
And when the morning light would come
And in me crib me dribbled some
Who wiped me tiny widdle bum
Me Mudder
Who would me hair so neatly part
And hug me gently to her heart
Who sometimes squeezed me till me fart
Me Mudder
Who looked at me with eyebrows knit
And nearly have a king size fit
When in me Sunday pants me s***
Me Mudder
When at night her bed did squeak
Me raised me head to have a peak
Who yelled at me to go to sleep
Me Farver!