SAINT FRANCIS OF SUBURBIA

SAINT FRANCIS OF SUBURBIA My mother, mother to all, Angel to wayward children both the good and the rotten, the latchkey kids, that were forgotten. Kids of all ages, asking for advice, no matter what time both day and night. Our place was a menagerie, of animals of all kinds! St. Francis of Suburbia, is what comes to mind. Baby squirrels and baby birds, mother cats with litters and all kinds of stray dogs, and other various critters! She nursed baby rabbits, with a tiny eye dropper, stayed up all night for feedings never missing one hour! Nursed orphan squirrels, until their maturity but they kept wanting back in after she let them go free She could cook just like a maestro conductor, she never used tools because she didn't have to measure! By sheer force of talent, she did concoct, the tastiest morsels, that were ever cooked up! She introduced us to culture, music andthe composers, exposingtoart and literature, discouraging us from loosers. Like that Fred Zeppelin guy, and the Rolling Stones! You'd think they were responsible, for the early fall of Rome! She encouraged our talents, and made us all feel proud. She hung everyone's art like itwasDegas or Renoir! Between Dad's 10 high whiskey, his guitar and dirty limericks, she'd shush him up when he'd slap her butt, she'd say "Honey, not in front of the kids!" There were seven of us don't even thinkabout shagging she could keep you a virgin without even giving you a wacking! She could keep you in line, with just her evil eye, while keepingyou moral to do what was right! She was educated at the American Academy, an artist of talent, she could have made a living at it! But she gave it all up, to be everyone's mother, and isn't there something wonderful to say about that? WordPlaya, Jan 2009