To Our Mamas

If they were to be given medals no one will meddle,
For without them we would have death wished,
They're our worst enemies and best friends.
Leave alone the dark horses of our lives.

They allowed us to Sally forth,
And later taught us morals
And all they wish is us to scrape in,
For they opted into us.

They always jazz up,
And when we're jerked around
They joke around to amuse us
And no one has ever hacked them off,
Leave alone our attitudes towards them.

No money is worth them,
Hence there wish need to be our command,
And our hands needs to be always over fist
And make there life heartwarming stories,
So that they may be happy as Larry.