If I could date my mom I wouldn’t hate her,
I wish I could date her, I can’t be without her.
Okay, I guess you can call me a momma’s boy,
I am in love with my mom, I will be her boy-toy.
I would buy her anything she wanted to have,
My Lord, I just wanna make her so very glad.
So what? Am I a momma’s boy?
Just I wish I could date her today.
She’s the world’s greatest person I have known,
This is my secret don’t you let it overexpose.
Trust me I wish I could date my mom,
Because she’s the one I like to call the bomb.
No, no, not an explosion,
I can’t risk any overexposing.
Mom, you’re so beautiful,
I just wanna let you know.
Okay, I guess you can call me a momma’s boy,
Loving my mom will so become my own reality.
Just I love her so,
It will so come true.
Loving my mom is a thing,
It’s not like I wanna marry.
This poem might be creepy,
But this is just my imaginary.
Over and over again I am in love,
Praise God, hallelujah above.
I can believe that I love my mother,
My love for her is like no other.
I love my mom so very much,
Don’t need to be so attached.
Please, mom, say you love me too,
It will be creepy if it really isn’t true.
Pardon my roses and gosh the thorns,
I am glad that I am an adopted child, I’m just yours.
Please do me a favor mom and say you so love me,
Just do it because it’s driving me so crazy.
I love you mom from the beginning,
I guess I can say our love is a thing.
Overlooking our future truth oh boy!
Okay, I guess you can call me a momma’s boy.
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