Son's o mine
I love you
But you drive
Me scatty
Although both
Left home
Still cannot
Leave me alone
Waken me up
At all hours
Call me on
The phone
Having a wee moan
I drop you
In the town
You end up
In Kirkcaldy
Then you cannot
Get home
So call me
To pay your taxi
When it comes
To Mothers day
You forget to
Buy my flowers
But when all
Is said and done
I am a very
Understanding mum
I am thankful
for my good nature
but my patience
Is nearly done!
Hopefully soon
You'll both marry
And your wife's
Can take over
From your mum
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