You raised me well,
mommy dear,
its just too bad,
you couldnt stay away from beer,
you loved it so much more,
than you could ever love me,
but its turned you into a monster,
cant you see?
bloodshot eyes,
gnashing teeth,
demanding mouth,
clomping feet,
I can see the real you,
mommy dear,
I know you're no monster,
It's just the beer,
Why cant you see,
Why dont you understand?
Im not trying to hurt you,
Im offering you my hand
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