(I couldn’t read this earlier in case she sticky beaked from Victoria)
Mum’s Home Tomorrow
Don’t blame me!
In vain I tried to fight
To stop our errant knight
But to me he pays no mind
He’s just trying to be kind
A chance he could see!
Don’t blame me!
The dragon’s flown the nest
There is no time to rest
He deeply for his dragon cares
So must clean & do repairs
So of labour she’ll be free!
Don’t blame me!
When she flies back to her home
Nevermore the sky to roam.
She will find her place so neat
She’ll be knocked right off her feet!
“What about my privacy!”
Don’t blame me!
But to her son she’ll smile
But she will only pause a while
Her search for me, out to kill
For not enforcing her dark will
She will blame me!
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