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How Mama's DRUG Habit Changed My Life
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How Momma's DRUG Habit Changed My Life
She DRUG me to church on Sunday,
And told me God was real.
She DRUG me then to Wednesday night
Prayer meeting where she’d kneel,
And pray for all her children
To be whole and pure and good.
Then DRUG me back to Sunday School,
Taught to live the life I should.
I NEVER sassed a teacher
Cause I knew that I’d be DRUG
Into my Momma’s bedroom
To be beaten like a rug.
DRUG to church three times a week
Then DRUG to Bible School.
DRUG inside and chastised well
When I acted like a fool.
She DRUG me to the market,
Where she showed me how to shop
For food requiring cooking,
The “fast” kind we knew not.
She DRUG me to the doctor
Any time that I grew ill,
But DRUG me to the woodshed
When I had a stubborn will.
I’m all grown up today, it’s true,
And I teach to make a living.
I see kids every single day,
No DRUGS their momma’s giving.
I think back to the lessons learned
When I was at her knee,
And thank God for the DRUGS
My little Momma gave to me.
