Tekst:
Never Throw a Lighted Lamp at Mother
Never throw a lighted lamp at mother;
You never know when you can find another
And I'm sure you wouldn't wish to see
Ma lit up like a Christmas tree
So never throw a lighted lamp at mother
(Usually followed, on the streets of Brooklyn in the 1930's, at
least, by:)
Don't never trun rocks on yer mudder
Don't never trun rocks on her head;
Don't never trun rocks on yer mudder
Trun bricks on yer fadder instead
@kids @violence @family
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Never throw a lighted lamp at mother;
You never know when you can find another
And I'm sure you wouldn't wish to see
Ma lit up like a Christmas tree
So never throw a lighted lamp at mother
(Usually followed, on the streets of Brooklyn in the 1930's, at
least, by:)
Don't never trun rocks on yer mudder
Don't never trun rocks on her head;
Don't never trun rocks on yer mudder
Trun bricks on yer fadder instead
@kids @violence @family
filename[ NEVRTHRO
RG
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY
