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    Tough Love - The Villains Lair [By PattyCakes]

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    • ꧁Your Local Lesbian꧂꧁
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      Ever since I was a girl my own mother vowed
      I must find the way to power through a noble brow
      I married once for love, then my senses came
      I must marry for the stature of my husband’s name
      Onto marriage number two
      I knew what I had to do
      And my poor husband fell ill in a year or two
      Solved problem number one, now to problem number two
      His doe-eyed little girl with gentle point of view
      Would I ship her off to school?
      No! I told her if she stayed that she’d have
      To earn her keep and so she became the maid
      She was lazy!
      She was crazy!
      She was talking to the mice
      She was hopelessly naive, so she had to pay the price
      I moved her to the attic out of sight and out of mind
      I could have thrown her out, but I’m benevolent and kind
      Mother, your heart’s too big for you!
      I knew what I had to do!
      After all, difficult children will take advantage of your good nature
      So you lock them up from away the key
      There’s one on every family tree
      Ungrateful!
      Hateful!
      Vile too, the things she put you through
      Break their spirit so they obey
      Now they’ll do anything you say
      Maybe you’d call it cruel but others would call it love
      Tough love
      I ask you, is it a crime to strive for perfection in all things?
      Oh no, they’re so cute when they’re little but
      Then they grow up and just ruin everything!
      I never wanted children, life was better on my own
      All the screaming, nagging chilled me to the bone!
      But then one day I came across a flower growing free
      It’s magic kept me young, so I kept it all for me
      But someone dug it up, now a baby held the power
      So I “borrowed” her, locked her up and hid her in a tower
      Years went by, OH, the sacrifice!
      And against my better judgment, I fed her once or twice
      Teenagers now I know I wild eat their young
      But that’s messy
      Manipulation’s easily more fun
      A little guilt, a lot of force of course you have to lie
      Remind them that without you, they’d shrivel up and die!
      They only have themselves to blame!
      If you’d been there, you’d do the same
      So work them hard 'til they fall in line
      There’s one way and it’s only mine
      The children are lazy
      Spoiled too
      But we know what to do
      Govern them with a heart of stone
      Lock them up, so they’re all alone!
      Maybe you’d call it cruel but
      Others would call it love, tough love
      Ugh, her own tower with a water view and
      She runs away, the first change she gets
      These wretched brats think the
      World owes them something, but it doesn’t
      Far and wide I rule the kingdom with a heavy hand
      But there was more, I had in mind a greater plan
      I never cared to share, so the king would have to fall
      But his child blocked the way to me and “Fairest of them all”
      She was chubby, she was dumb
      And grotesquel optimistic
      She need structure in her life!
      She wasn’t realistic!
      I give her chores and took away the things that she’d enjoy
      But then I cought her singing songs with birds and then a boy
      Love?! Was I just sit by and wait?!
      For her to take my crown? No!
      She had sealed her fate!
      She had to go, and so she did and you know what
      They say, “An apple once a day keeps your enemies away”
      Don’t be fooled by their tender smile
      Give an inch and they’ll run a mile!
      Our idea for a happy home
      Is one where we live all alone!
      Dark!
      Depressing!
      Desolate!
      Now let’s all drink to that
      Call us wicked call us mean!
      Cruel and everything in between
      You could say it’s unjust
      Turning their dreams to dust
      This is what we call love, tough love!

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