I have a disaffection
For my mother's genuflexion
It's an imperfection
Upon much introspection
It's her predilection
And my recollection
Time for re-election
Jesus up for resurrection
In all retrospection
I think in great affection
About Mom's deflection
In a lower-type direction
I have no objection
It's her own selection
For one's own perfection
Brought to you by Exxon.
