Socra Mama

They diagnosed me with Alzheimer's, Said I would regress, And release all the latter things first, To the point, I guess, That I w...

I try to be nice. I try to be mellow. It's just not my speed. It's just not my style. I'm a little bit sharp, A little ...

I hope that heaven falls short of perfect, Where crooked teeth come at a premium, Where cellulite is optimum, And stretch marks—the victo...

I died in a bed just like that one time, With the same flannel sheets, And Rudolph pillow cases, Right before the eyes Of a thousand m...

He gave me a handful And I gave it away He handed me three and Someone else took them Then he brought two And he kept one And we a...

"I'm sorry but I lost your place." "Oh, I'm on Chapter Two." "The book mark slid. Do you know the page?...

They’ve chosen wrong— Yet, they call me “Pythia,” And set me atop the three-legged stool. The vapors come. They trancify me. ...