VOL. XVI, NO. 6

By THOM O'DONNELL, JR.

Thank you, Momma, thank you for the friendly things you say
For the things you do to help us out
and keep us on our way

Thank you, Momma, thank you 'cos you right us when we're wrong
And when we're older and far away
still home's where we'll belong

You wash our clothes and cook our meals
with nary one complaint

We love you, Momma,
love you and we know that you're a saint