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Trapped inside an endless hell I cry myself to sleep Tho trying not to weep I somehow always fail Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall I live in constant fear Each season of the year I'll see my mother-in-law She always sits there staring No matter what I do Her look will pierce me thru With her constant nosey glaring Her teeth are always falling out And landing on the floor I just cant't take it anymore It makes me wanna shout Time has come for her to go But she will never die There is no reason why She's growing old too slow So I'll hang her picture on the wall And stab her in the heart For now with just a dart Farewell dear mother-in-law