At the corners of a certain Place and road
there lies an institution
And every weekday gathered in front
lies a mother's constitution
They come to drop their children off
and spare some time for chatting
with their peers about the years
some idle gossip and ranting
I pass by each day from there
I notice the group convened
I glance at the beauties grouped together
And i wonder and i dream
My thoughts take me to far and wide
To places beyond compare
If they knew them will they comply?
Its best they remain unaware
Each mature gentle mum
Is beautiful in her own
Yes i have my favourites among
But i'd never say never to any
I hope your talent and beauty
Are appreciated at home
If not it is but my duty
To do so in my poem
Among you stands one tall and fair
A goddess among you queens
The black tight leggings when she wears
My day begins by cream
At times i wonder how it be
for me to pass among you
Like a common plaything I would be
pleasing each and every one you
I glance at you when I pass by
hoping to catch your attention
But forgive me for I am shy
I wait for invitation
I wonder what you'll think of me
If you discover my intentions
of pleasing you worshiping you
realizing my imaginations
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