Ode To the Mother In Law
In life we take the good times
And the bad times as they come
And then there is my mother- in-law
Where nightmares surface from
Now I don't believe in voodoo
Nor magic of any kind
But I think she put a curse on me
From the pain in my behind
I'm not saying she's a wicked witch
Or anything else like that
But she rides a broomstick where ever she goes
And wears a pointy hat
If it sounds like I don't like her much
Then You don't know me at all
For you can't have good without evil
And I mean my mother-in -law
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