Bad Ass Mama Mew

Mama Mew purr for us all.

Say your Mama name proud and balls-to-the-wall.

You cradle Self so feline demure but under the velvety cloak coat, you bring it For Sure

Loud and sometimes for
Fear.

Mama Mew how daringly soothe you sing.
To ease your babes til their rest remains.

But don't be quick in thinking She is done
with her
Blood Boil quest making the world play a note that can make us undone.

With glory, with pride stand for the tide and current know
we
all
bling bling the glitter of self soothe gleam.

She is Bad Ass Mama Mew broad casting message of uterine pulse vibrating message for
Her
You
I
Think.