Mama, Please Don’t Say That Shit Again.

Repeat away like the past never happened

And everyone’s lost their mind.

Mama you say shit over and over but

Mama I think that’s fine.

You were dead and

Then I said

If you return then let me burn

In hell if ever I hurt you.

Mama, you’re a gift and I

Give a tinker’s damn if

You say shitty, shit, shit…

Over ‘n over and over.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.