Mother of Mine

You can claim

That they are all the same

Or try to compete like a game

Who has the best mom

But there's only one name

That comes to my brain

Who deserves a spotlight

But by no means vain

Even when she's on a cane

with age and pain

She'll still be the symbol of power and beauty

Simple, plain

And I know you remember

My words and verse

In perfect pillars

But there's more

To her

Than just the 31st Proverb

Maternally speaking there is no better match for me

Being the first child,

I could not have been easy

Or breezy

It makes me quezzy to think Cover girl

Is what girls aspire to

If only they knew

The hero that made me

Saved me

Gave me life

Gave me my name

I can't imagine having a child so insane

Big headed alien child

But she saw only saw beauty

And potential for miles

Potential for smiles

When she tucked me into bed

She taught me my proper A to Zed

And when the haters started flocking like vultures

She taught me to stand up for my culture

And keep my head, highness

Kill em with kindness

Deal em with mildness

Don't be over righteous

She taught me to use my eyes

And appreciate nature

I'm so glad my dad found her

She's smart and she's wity

Not so keen on the city

And it sure is a pity

How few moms are this grity

Hard worker, it's true

She fed my mind books

And filled my tummy with food

Even when she's crude

She doesn't tolerate rude

Whoop me into a mannerly respectable dude

And bilingual too

It must have been hard

New country to start

With your first baby boy and

You don't want to neglect

And you don't want to spoil him

So you stuck with cheap developmental toys and

Got creative and clever

No the cardboard wasn't grievous

The simple stuff was what turned me into a genius

Or at least an extraordinary fetus

But you taught me humility

Before I dared to fall

And that any man who know anything

Knows he knows really nothing at all

I know that I'm just another man with a mom

But this truth is your, tight, right, da bomb

Mother of Madness

And you can hashtag this

Call me mommas boy

I accept it with gladness

Pushing me in the cart

At the grocery mart

Don't forget how proud

I am and how smart

You raised me

As your little helper

Even though now I'm taller

And I know I test your temper

But trust that you've made me a happy camper

So the only applicable joker

If she goes it'll be bitter sadness

Beijo, ti amo, Obrigado

Mother of Mine