Mondegreens
Created | Updated Jun 18, 2008
My ma sang to me
I didn't know the words
But they lulled me to sleep
When I was a child
We sang songs in school
The words made little sense
But singing was a rule
When I was a youth
We sang pop lyrics
The words sounded weird
But we were not critics
Now that I'm older
I know the real words
They're dafter than I thought
Whatever I misheard