Saturday When I picked the flowers for Mother She was so happy You hit me You said I wrecked your garden That night you made me sit Sick at the table Until I ate every pea You wanted me to cry But I didn't I wish I could make you Eat a bucket of them One at a time Cold like that To you I'm not a person Just someone you can push around A thing you own Grandma smells like cabbage when she talks You don't kiss her But you make me She says I look like you If I really did I would cut off my face After you take me to the barber You tell him what to do My shaved neck shows at school But my friends don't laugh anymore And Marty lets me wear his hat You say Marty's dirty He's just my friend When I'm as big as you are I'm going to hold you down And shave off All your hair You'll go around ugly for a long time
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