Of Inconsolable Mothers

Percy Shaw

I saw you three times today
I saw two birds
Trapped in a white dome
A miserable road corroborates
Is it any wonder that I sing from a white porch?
Our careless mother - she'll never listen to us
But we will always love her

From a dirty sofa she curses the guilty
Not seven times, but seventy seven times

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