Moms

She keeps her bacon grease in a can on the counter
And with dishpan hands she puts rubber bands on the doorknobs
Grocery shopping she’s standing in line
With Rubbermaid counter savers and Kleen ‘N Shine
Oh don’t you wish at the alter you’d changed your mind
But you wouldn’t have a hubby for the manly chores
Or to rush you through the clothing stores
Or the kids to get off to school so you can go through their drawers
That’s what moms are for…………………Moms

Moms might scold but don’t put up a fight
They won’t leave you in the cold or in the dark of night
They’ll play the nasty mother role and still be polite
You’ll learn when you’re old your mom was always right…..Moms

There’ll always be a few that play the part to hard
Keep you from things that you should do like leaving the front yard
They’ll beat you black and blue or keep you from your lunch
Just turn and F#@#$% you one bad mom don’t spoil the bunch

On Mother’s Day you get to sleep late ‘til 8:30
You’re being fed breakfast in bed by your children
And once a year you get to have your own way
They’ll bow to anything you say but don’t forget it only last one day
‘Cause once the moon has set and the sky turns blue
They’ll continue to complain and nag at you
But you’re only doing your job ….what’s a mom to do