Jamie's Mom Poems

She is our Inspiration and our Guide

There once was a boy from Nantucket
His mom likes to live in a bucket
Jamie the Happy Monkey
Thought his mom was funky
And Jeremy likes to say, "Suck it."

There once was a boy from Ilikle
His mom likes to play with a pickle
She has a slimy nose
And she has hairy toes
And Jeremy owes her a nickle

Jamie's Mom lived in a bucket
All day long she liked to fuck it
Doctor James had tried to fist her
Then he saw she was a Mister
It is said her crotch has lint
Those who go there need a mint
Jamie's Mom is on a stick
When she's not on Jeremy's dick


I am the Mother of Jamie;
The mother of Jamie am I.
I render life throughout the land
And hold out my unyeilding hand.
If you have not got laid in days,
Come to my house, the price doesn't raise.
You might find it rather crusty
The shelves you may find rather dusty
My razor is dull
My snatch is hairy
It's like a forest
And really scary.
So beware the snatch of Jamie's Mom
Some men have not been found again
Same has been said of some dogs...

hunnnhh.
Jamie's Mom is my bitch
She is like a funky itch.
Funky, stinky, skanky hoe
She never learned the word "no."
Her pussy's stank like old dead frogs
her family's a pack of wild hogs.


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