She can talk for hours on how
The internets wasting our money
and she can talk for three
on issues such as respect
or how, to behave
or who, ate all the crackers
( and why are you laughing because this is not funny )
She'll talk about the bones and blood;
the 'magnificant' human heart-
and the centricles and blood vessels archaebacteria to cancer
and anything inbetween
She'll lecture on how the health feild needs you ( yes you! )
And even if it's real late
or your drunk and you really gotta pee;
There she'll be, willing and ready to talk about plasma!
and how it coagulates!
and the unhealthy smoke for you and me-
She will talk about social security codes
how she wont give hers out
because (dont you know) they spy on us all
When I dont really care at all
She'll talk and talk
until your eyes dry up
and your out of patience
Then--she'll ramble some more
Does she think that it's interesting
(stories of patients shes had)
Does she think that I like it?
(Fungi, hip bones, wheat bread)
I have no idea, I havn't a clue
How repect relates to brownies
and three year old shoes
that was so 'accidently' left in the rain
and she'll talk for six hours cause it causes her pain-
how I'm a shame
and three years later-
when you just think it's died down
you'll be cruising away, away out of town-
you cell phone will ring
( who could that be? )
You glance down and peer at your caller ID
( you actually contemplate throwing it out the window ) because its....
It's her It's mom, she still talks about prom
she'll rearrange your room while your gone
Why oh why did you give your number to her?
Now you have it in for you fore sure
It's mom it's mom still talks about prom, it's mom it's mom talks all day long, sings those stupid gay ska songs, and she'll sit and yell, on how your breathe smells and how your a wreck, don't show no respect for her- for the cure ( cause you know that she's helpin ) plasma bronchea and the common cold!
You wish that she would just die and get old
