Being Mummy
D Dónall Dempsey
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'I love the way you wash my hair
...for me! '
you intone
halfway between a prayer & a plea.
'I wash it just like you wash it! '
I whine(too busy & trying
to get out of it) .
'No...it's nicer when you do it
...for me! '
'I feel like you're my Mum
& I'm nine again! '
'Oh...ok, so! '
'Oh & you've a really nice bum! '
'Yeah...yeah...flattery will
get you everywhere! '
I brush your hair
& happily you chat away
until you
fall asleep
way before the hundreth stroke
all cares carried away
completely at eas
with your self
as if you were nine again and
...I was your Mum.
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