It was a meal that my late mom cooked but it sure didn’t please.
Every New Year Day, Mom cooked hog jowls and black-eyed peas.
I always ate it but it was something that I didn’t enjoy at all.
I would’ve rather had pizza, Domino’s was who I should’ve called.
I don’t have to eat those meals anymore and it sets my mind at ease.
Thank God that I no longer have to eat hog jowls and black-eyed peas.
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