Mother / Father

Mother

The reason I’ve called you Mother all these years
Is not because of your kindly nurturing nature
Or that you iron, cook and stitch.

The reason I’ve called you Mother
Is because it’s easier to say
Than you cruel narrow-minded self-centred vicious
Nasty bitch.

Father
 

Papa was a rolling pin
Wherever he rolled his dough was his home
And when we dined
All he left us
Was a scone.