You don't really love me
I know it's not true...

I wrote a poem called Mom and then I wrote a poem...
You know what, Mom? I will...

I wrote a poem called Mom and this is a reply to...
I'm sorry...

It's your fault, Mom
It's your fault that I'm writing this...

Would someone please tell me
The real meaning of life...

The one question I hate
Is the question you ask me all the time...

Mom, I want to tell you something
That's why I'm writing this to you...

Hello, dear friend
Hello, knife...

I like him so much
But my mom doesn't want me to...

I met a dancing pickle
He told me his name was Tom...

You're the only one I want
You're the only one I need...

I don't think you think of me
As often as I think of you...