She was a simple lady
A simple lady was she
Kind to all who knew her
Her name was Kate.
She was an Irish woman
Cooked up a stew in a flash
She cooked up a stew
Her name was Kate.
No one bossed her
No one crossed her
Her man did try
He was sorry that day.
The family came first
Of girls there were four
She took care of her family
No more than four.
She worked and she scrubbed
To bring home the bacon
And when she was done
All her bones were aching.
Her man was no good
Refusing to work
He sat in the chair
Acting just like a jerk.
One night she decided
To kick him right out
It did not go well
He hit her in the snout.
She told him to go
And he did refuse
She struck his head
Until he got the news.
When he was gone
The happiness reigned
Their life once more
Was not a bit strained.
MARION G. 
Great Rhyming and rhythm and a huge story told so succinctly and about your mother. She sounded quite a woman x
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Thanks, glad you liked it. She was quite a woman!
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awe thats lovely x
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🙂
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Good.
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