When I was a little boy 1940's
There was no welfare back then
My mother belted me senseless
With anything madly bak when
Apple switches you name it
It meant if she was home with me
She had to be at home like it or not
Instead of out screwing any for free
My step bro belonged to her bro in law
Who fathered dads step bro uncle Don
And he as well was like his a low life
Dads low life father just getting it of
I'd go to school with welt strips galore
I talk of my dads values don't know why
Better that upsetting my mother I guess
And he'd let it all simply then go bye
He was scared of her as all were then
They all knew too well a woman to fear
My poem the best of best worst of worst
Paints her so well in many ways clear
But the things they do today re children
Shocks a good soul clear to the very bone
Not to mention how men treat women
In this day and age outside and home
They've all turned up can't blame virus
The police don't learn of welfare true
So who protects little children today
And some women like men them too
Virus or none there's no excuses at all
No virus takes away common sense it's so
People doing what ever turns them seems
Give capital punishment turn and a go
Jail time does nothing to fix any welfare
Should be cross the line it's over good
Judges have got to get their act as one
And deal these low life as they should
From babies to women boys girls same
Forget sex education it should be too
But decency welfare police to back it
Should be within police training true
Children are our tomorrow and women
Then there's men and women waste of life
Forget jail it don't change anyone at all
Capital punishment and rid this strife