Mary, Maggie, Marge, & Maddie

 

the white people
won’t let me see my kids
so sadly
i had to make a whole new family
i tried to do it with a lady
but the whole town had gossiped
that i was crazy
so for sean no hand in marriage
and no more folding the baby carriage
im just like anyone
i have some baggage
since i couldnt find a woman
to make children like normal
i started growing
a cabbage patch of kids

mary, maggie, marge, and maddie…

once i found my certificate allowed it
i was so very happy
but i learned so much i never expected
a love for gardening
and a special message
from God to us...
hidden within the plant-life
the plants are just like you and me
they feel pain
don't believe p?  
cut them with a knife…
i swear i can even hear their silent screams!
i remember when i was a small child
the other boys
were always so, so, mean
and i would stay away cause they would bully me...
you might find me in the park
just hanging by myself
flying kites
till it was late and dark
and the streetlights came on in hell…
but this is way more fun
and thanks to technology
i don’t need the sky or sun
and none of the white men can bother me
they can’t take these “kids”
from me ya see…
apparently they wouldn’t
want them anyway
the only reason they seem to
hang around kids
is to do things to them
that are hard to say…
the plants have no orifices
in order to rape…
i suppose they are better off
than my bio kids in that one way…

mary, maggie, marge, and maddie…

i started growing them
after i gave up on getting married…
it frankly is a terrible tragedy
cause i'm finally strong enough
to bring a bride across the threshold
i have big arms now…
i can carry…
but no one will talk to me
not even Carrie
it is kinda scary
so i talk to my plants
until i get buried…
and care for them lovingly
i swear that i even give them hugs
they don’t talk back
but i forgive them
they have no mouths
or lips to sound words out...
they got roots and like us they have little hairs...
but i have to help them walk up the stairs...
but i notice sometimes they
turn to me and pout
and they stand less stout...
their leaves droop
grow pale
when somethings wrong
like some humans
when they are not getting along
i felt the same way
when i was locked in jail
they present themselves
when they feel happy and real strong
i suppose they are a lot like us
and that is what’s going on

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