He heard herds of hers and hises,
Shirts of dumpy dirts
spreading hurts for squirts
All the writes wronging along
Biting tits for toothless kids
Just more reasons to entice lids
twixt
All them Mothers against mothering nothing
Shoulda been smothering another single mother
Grip the pillow like a cliff edge
AND LEAN IN ON IT
TILL THE RIOTS QWELL
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