The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418 Message #1384203
Posted By: Amos
21-Jan-05 - 08:44 AM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Do not fret, no, do not worry,
Mother keeps you far from harm
You are broken, she will heal you
Cold, and she will keep you warm
In the world there is no other
Who can take the place of Mother
Let your weary problems fall
In the warmth of Mother;s hall.
Come ye. come ye, bull-shit lover,
To the arms of dearest Mother
Far beyond the dull world's ken
There, you need not fret again.
Hark, oh hark, past wind or snow,
Mother calls, and we must go.
Llewellyn Harttwig Chanticleer, 1878-1942
Songs of American Mothers
Brown, Putnam New York, August, 1928
Reprinted by permission