Many Cat-A Moronic, Mothers-Few. Poem by Michael Gale

Many Cat-A Moronic, Mothers-Few.



My ma, had many cats, she'd chase...
A better viewed, viewing, than a steep-led race.

Have you ever been, on the boat of life? ...
Filled with grief and silly, angry strife.

What is it, the boat, a mother, chasing many cats called? ...
A Cat-A-Ma-Ran.

Actually, some mothers are rather worthless...
They care not for their children, they might as well, have just
been, born, birth less.

A lot of mothers don't deserve the 'Motherly', distinction...
These, uncaring mothers should be left, to, total, extinction.

A mother born to mental ail...
Should live her life, through, total Hell.

This reason is why many mothers fail.
This i say, to you, I yell, and I, tell.

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Michael Gale

Michael Gale

Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.
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