Mommy C, Mommy Q.
Mommy C, Mommy Q,
Mommy’s coming after you.
Mommy’s angry, Mommy’s sad,
Mommy’s gone completely mad.
She’s insane, off the rails.
Tell the boats to set their sails.
Mommy C, released the bees,
In my room, now I can’t breath.
Mommy Q, can’t get through,
The window entering my room.
Mommy C and Mommy Q,
Are mad at me too.
Mommies angry, Mommies sad,
Mommies gone completely mad.
In my room, now I can’t see,
My eyes are puffy Mommy C.
Mommy Q, don’t come through.
Your skin is turning blue.
Mommy C, you have an allergy
To the bees. Stop please.
Mommies dead, my eyes are red.
If only Mommy C and Mommy Q,
Hadn't themselves they slew.
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