Connie Pachecho Poet Rhyme

Hello, Paris It's Mama Dearest

hello, Paris it's mama dearest


Mama bear pulls into Seattle with a roar
searching the neighborhoods of the poor
You hear me, come out from hiding ... my baby cub
mama has a pocketful of your favorite grub

hello, Paris come out wherever you be
hello, Paris come out wherever you be

There's a warm bed and shower to be had
so come out now, and stop being so mad
At every corner mama roars, stomps her feet
hoping upon a wishing well daughter's eyes meet

hello, Paris it's mama dearest
hello, Paris it's mama dearest

She sings her song over and over, hoping a prayer
is answered by her, and not another naysayer
Fear is born as fruits of her labor rot
but mama keep swimming up river for her baby tot

hello, Paris it's mama dearest
hello, Paris it's mama dearest

On a crescent moon, lost in a crater, daughter sleeps
in a dilapidated room on flea infested bed with a creep
Such fate of what a warm voice does to someone that's cold 
her precious gifts and youthful innocence stolen 

hello, Paris come out wherever you be
hello, Paris come out wherever you be

connie pachecho

12/30/16

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