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My Mother Was A Bitch
Clive! Time to come home!
I would often here my mom beckon
She must have just finished up with that old dog I reckon
I hated going home, it took me away from the streets
Which I love so much because of the amazing rhythm and the beats
I told my mom one day I would become a rapper
She laughed hysterically and asked if I meant a sandwich Wrapper
My mom never saw me doing any of those stuff and often said I should stick to what I Know
Go play in the grass, go get my nose cold in the snow
I would sit by the door of the music studio for hours, watching stars go in and out
I knew one day I would be on the lips of everyone, the sensational rapper everyone talks about
I needed a plan of action, I had to let my vocals be heard
Even if it meant to scale the roof top and crash through the window like a wingless bird
I had finesse, I had class, I had looks, I was born to be a star
I must make my move if I wanted my career to reach far
As I was about to execute my plan I saw mom break the corner
She had that old dog with her again, So I knew my plan was going to be a non borner
"Clive, You had us worried, I was calling you all day. Where have you been?"
"Oh Mom, I was sitting here at the music studio all day, waiting for my chance to sing."
"To do what? Sing? ha ha ha ha....the old dog began to laugh"
"My son, singing is not for you, I suggest you take another path."
I started to cry, my dream was being killed by my own bitch mom
I could not understand why they didn't want me to fulfill my dream, I did not know what was wrong
"Oh mom, why don't you get me inside and let me become a rapper like Tupac or biggie small"?
"Come here my son, walk with us, and let’s have a little talk."
"You see, dogs don't become rappers, no one will listen to a dog barking on CD."
"Humans can't understand us, we are canines. Your dad here is a dog and mommy is a bitch. You are a little puppy with big human dreams.
"What!? Humans can't understand us?
So that was the reason why when I was trying to stop the old man and let him know his wallet fell, all he said was "SCRAM, you mutt"
Now I understand mom. Dad, I am sorry for being out late
now let's head back to the yard before our owner close's the gate
"Thanks Mom, for being such a loving Bitch to your son."
"Now I have changed my dreams, I won't become a rapper, I will become a cowboy with a gun."
B - Bright
I - Intelligent
T - Thoughtful
C - Caring
H - Home maker