Shameful Lady
You made a life of one I love so dear
Your not to be the one for him to fear
You all condemn him for all what he has done
For a young lad the bad things were nothing but fun
Your not maternal, you ring no more
The lad is awaiting for you at his door
Never come round to visit your son
What he wants is his only mum
Putting him down makes you feel so relieved
I tell him what you say is never to be believed
You announce “fairy legs and carling cup ears”
Your son has a complex from all his childhood years
How dare you lady, for what have you got
A massive stomach and that’s the whole lot
So you and your special children can all go wild
Whilst we sit in love awaiting our first beautiful child
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