“Do you know what I mean by pene parva?”
“Uh, no. What you said was gibberish.”
“Because I bespoke in the mother tongue, you uneducated heathen.”
“I am not a heathen, I’m just uneducated.”
“And as such, you also exude pene parva energy while being pene parva.”
Boosting those around her every day
Underpinning the sagging self-worth of the masses
It was a never-ending battle against the entropy of existence
Leaving her drained every evening when she went to bed
Drifting to sleep while praying that she could do more
Everyone was amazed how much one woman could do
Remarkable a mother could do
Perhaps there is another way to do this
Let me give you something as a reward for making this happen
Everyone deserves a second chance, right?
And what if it was your mother who was in my situation?
Don’t make me eat pineapple on my pizza! I ordered it by mistake!
(FYI I love pineapple on my pizza.)
Confounded by all the dirt and grime
Leon threw down his mop and sunk to the floor
Eleven hours from now his mother would be visiting
And everything will be scrutinized for perfection
Now he knew that perfection wasn’t going to happen
Ursula swept into the apartment, but all she did was give Leon a hug
Pushing aside the dirt and grime of his worries and making his smile sparkle
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This is an old one, but still rings true to me each year. I think this is the only poem on my site I have reposted. Now I do it for the second time. I hope you enjoy. The original title was “My Favorite Superhero”.
Mortal though she may be
Obviously she has super powers
The ability to absorb pain and suffering with a single kiss
Hearing so acute that she doesn’t miss a whisper from a mile away
Eyesight so keen that she can actually see through and around solid objects
Remember that your mom is a superhero!
Mortal though she may be
Obviously she has super powers
The ability to absorb pain and suffering with a single kiss
Hearing so acute that she doesn’t miss a whisper from a mile away
Eyesight so keen that she can actually see through and around solid objects
Remember that your mom is a superhero!
Telling you that you are a moron doesn’t make sense
Anyone could do that and you would never really hear them
Coming up with a way to make you realize you are a moron on your own
That is what my mother taught me
Mother looked at the bank account
Almost nothing was left
Going out was not an option
Everyone loved her soup, made with magic and raman
Mortal though she may be
Obviously she has super powers
The ability to absorb pain and suffering with a single kiss
Hearing so acute that she doesn’t miss a whisper from a mile away
Eyesight so keen that she can actually see through and around solid objects
Remember that your mom is a superhero!
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