This was supposed to be kinda about school rules but turned out to be more of an exposé of my precocious younger self. :P
Yo mama's both aesthetically and mentally pleasingNo, I never met a mother that I found so appealingShe is a strong individual, she can take care of herselfFour kids, two jobs, she goes to college as well
It's not easy to be her, you know, but somehow she managesAnd she always cuts the crusts off when she makes you ham sandwichesShe never buckles or crumples, like a titanium rodShe's into red converse and her socks are odd
And yeah she gets up early but she's down with the kidsShe even knows who Joseph Gordon-Levitt isFrom Plato to...
(A few minor tweaks. Also cut one stanza at the start and added a new one at the end, taking into account some comments on the pervious version.)
Like a bird without wingsOr a dog with no barkLife's tough for a dragonWithout a spark
While others breathe fireWith maddening easePoor Russell's best shotIs a sad little wheeze
See, this odd-one-outIs a breather of iceAnd his being unusualComes at a price
He watches his sistersPuff great plumes of flameAnd hangs his malfunctioningHead in shame
How he longs to take partWhen they go out to raze...
You pay for the folly of the deadBorn into a pit of old snakesWrithing and reaching on and onTangled, twisting to a choke-holdAround everything you hope for
What the big men say goesAnd the big men say the wrong thingsOften, and do worseWhile the little women suffer, silentUnseen as the world watchesWith its hands-tied, mouth flapping wildlyWith the same righteousnessThat fed your future to the wolves
They have their brash opinionsAnd you have your bleak truth;A prize-grabber clawHovering above your homePrimed to pluck your limbs outOr...