On Child Production (Family Matters)

Moof, Honas, and Picalou What you think you gonna do? Got those three, not all about me; You got to have some more! Leave it to Him to open that door; You say those children are a gift, Don’t allow in your doctrine a rift. Give a rip; let ’em keep on comin’; From joy, you don’t want to be runnin’! You’ll have plenty of time for yourself; Got to put your feelings on the shelf. In the nursing home when your mate is dead And all your past bubblin’ in your head, You can gather your thoughts together And sort out the world along with the weather. So you took  a little rest And continued right on with that Bess You got to have some Perseverance And pray for that day of deliverance Ike and Alethea will bring some help to you When there’s no more Mercy comin’ through We can talk about a girl, Nicea An illustration of onomatopoeia And when you’re finally feeling dandy Along comes a rowdy Gethsemane And the end was more than an etcetera A real fine lady is our Petra.

1200 on 17 June, 2021