Samantha

Little child, meek and mild
Big fat mother, mad and wild

Wander ‘round, make little sound
Ignore her, then scream and shout

Just being who you are, dad's gone afar
You can't leave her alone, won't let her grow

I know what it's like, such an awful fright
Don't you dare do it, it's not the right thing

She's just like my mother, like no other
Leave your girl alone or I'll use the phone

Little child don't worry
I'll do something for you
I'll fix her
Like I fixed mother

© 1995, Mosquitobyte