Her Sweet 42 Year-Old-Boy
She loved her forty-two year old boy, so completely,
He was her obedient little guy,
His actions never made her sigh or cry.
She was glad to fold his laundry ever so neatly.
The arrangement was not one hundred percent sweetly,
As his dad was not totally on board.
Tried to move junior out, on his own accord.
To a studio apartment over in Wheatley.
Mama thought she could keep her baby rather neatly,
But he ran off with a bossy looking dame.
Who was soon wearing the family’s good name.
Now they’re living with Mom, in her basement, discreetly.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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