If My Mother Was a Hyena
If my mother was a hyena,
I'd go to the drugstore
and buy earplugs!
I couldn't stand it . . .
laughing all day and all night.
Open the door . . . she's laughing
Close the door . . . she's laughing
Fall and cut your knee . . .
SHE'S LAUGHING!!!
I'd be jumping up and down on the bed
yelling "STOP THAT LAUGHING !!!!
And she'd run around the whole house
laughing even more!
My friend would ring the doorbell
and Mom would open the door . . .
and LAUGH . . .
right in his face!!!
And I know Joey,
he'd run and tell the whole neighborhood
"Hey, Mickey's mother's a laughing hyena!"
What would I do?
I'd have to go to school
with a brown paper bag over my head
and hope she didn't see me sneak
out the back door.
Poor me . . . if my mother was a Hyena !
Joanne Cucinello © 2008
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