Architect of mine brawn,
Bird to mine songs,
Your weight is heavied and I feel its tax!!!!

Your broken,
Unrelaxed,
As I wish to giveth thou azure!!!

Your posterior is defective,
Your fingers are worn,
Soo many dishes hath thou wiped,
Cleaned,
Gleamed!!!

No excite!!!

Mother,
Thine vitality has given me new meanings,
Your a fowl of the unseaming,
A sire of mine own beautitude!!!

Soo lost to thy worlds hatred,
Soo much love and  gratitude!!!

You'd bequeath your animation to me as I you!!!!

Mother,
Homage so true!!!