Milk, milk, more fucking milk
That's what I want from my mother
I don’t need love or care or support
You owe me mommy, you owe me a quart
Milk, milk, more fucking milk
That's what I want from my mother
Don't make excuses with the should haves and coulds
Stop mixing Kool-Aid. I want the goods!
Milk, milk, more fucking milk
That's what I want from my mother
I realize I'm an emotional cripple
I need to spend some time on that nipple
I wanna get smashed, so make it a triple
Milk, milk, more fucking milk
That's what I want from my mother
I need you to stop whatever you're doing
And start with the pumping and start with the brewing
I don't care if you have to start mooing
Milk, milk, more fucking milk
That's what I want from my mother
Your words, combined with your reading of them, make this one of the funniest poems I've read for a long time. I'm still laughing.
Lol