Heart Of The House

You are the original template

You are the original exemplary

How seen were you actually?

How revered were you (honestly) at the time?

Why pleased with your low maintenance?

You loved us more that we could’ve loved you back

Where was your ally your partner in feminine crime?

Oh mother who’s your buddy?

Oh   mother who’s got you back?

The heart of the house The heart of the house

All hail the goddess!

You were good ol’

You were count on her till four am

You saw me run from the house

In the snow melodramatically

Oh   mother who’s your sister

Oh   mother who’s your friend

The heart of the house The heat of the house

All hail the godde   ss!

We left the men and we went

For a walk in the gauntness

And talked like women

Like women to women would

Women to women would

Where did you get that from?

Must have been your father your dad

I got it from you I got it from you

Do you see yourself in my gypsy garage sale ways?

In my fits of laughter

In my tinkerbell tendencies?

In my lack of colour coordination