I don’t remember dear
In our precious vow
The ever dearest mother
Would be in our powwow
Why is she always near
In dreams like a nightmare
Her objective is unclear
Rock n tear or fix n repair
Sometimes she would stare
Tells me how beautiful I am
Sometimes she would flare
Like I stole you or something
She calls during siesta while I take a nap
Parks in the driveway and blocks my car
Told her I have migraine and gives a lamp
And doesn’t get it why you bought me a guitar
I know she cares and worries
But she drives me crazy
She gives me anxieties
And you gave her a house key
Mama Mia
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice ending with the house key... and a perfect title! Well done, Kay! Brian