Damn Mom you wounded my heart
We never went hungry
But, were we ever really a family?
All the while teaching us to live with eyes avert
Dot your I's and cross your T's
Cross my legs and fold my knees
Always say your thank you's and please
And when the going gets tough, you may leave
Living life in a shielded fog
Numb your feelings with money and greed
You let malignancy feed
All the while stuck in the Parker family smog
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