The Dream Of Last Drop

...You, yes you

It's over nice to fill you but

(smiled) You e'er gifted me the painful dimples ..

'Nd regifted (again smiled) deary bristles ..

Familial, my mum, e'eryone were

Impelled by you ...

But (sighed) very well, how-d'ye do it ?

Yes! t'aint any taken aback

B'cause (burst out to laugh) b'cause you...

You're humans, you shew it

('Nd she died)

I'm leavin' you all, my babies

You do assure, you'll mother o'er your mother

Unlike me....('nd she moved to tears)

'Nd unlike me, my babies..!

(wid' a smile, over the moon, she again knocke' of 'nd re'warded the seven colours oh heaven like a mother)