Words Our Moms Used
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When I was a young boy being raised by my Mom at home,
She used some strange words that were originated on her own.
Later when I met Pam’s Mom, she had a few I learned then too.
So this poem discusses just a few Mom words from those two.
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Words Our Moms Used
One word my Mom used a lot that I came to know very well,
Was “pewadden” that I never knew exactly how you might spell.
She said “Billy Ray I’m going to slap the pewadden out of you,”
When I was doing something bad that I was not supposed to do.
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I tried to look it up on the webb and this is all I could find there.
In old days when a woman with a cold would cough into the air,
A squirt of pee would often shoot out of her on to her own underwear.
So she put a cloth called “pee wadding” in her underwear so bare.
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Perhaps pewadden is derived from this pee catching cloth pad,
And Mom was saying she would slap me so hard for being bad,
That my underwear would come off and that pewadden fall out,
I guess this may have been what she was always talking about.
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Another little old word my Mom used was “dinky” as a noun,
She referred to my little man as my “dinky” hanging on down,
It was little and shriveled when I was just a little boy back then,
But it grew much bigger, and now it’s back to being a “dinky” again.
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I remember one time I spilled hot Cocoa on my “dinky” in a chair,
And it scared the “pewadden” out of my Mom standing there,
My ‘dinky” was red and her underwear were laying on the floor,
Her “pewadden” had fallen on the floor over by the kitchen door.
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Pam’s Mom who I called MaMo like both of my lovely girls did,
Used the word “Winder” then, and her I often did just love to kid.
She would say “Bill I’m cool, would you close that ‘winder’ some,”
And I would say what’s a winder MaMo just looking so dumb.
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Then she would say “you know what it is, get up and put it down.”
So I would get up slow while she gave me her mean MaMo frown.
She was about to lower the boom on me if I didn’t lower the window.
When she crinkled her nose, she had had enough teasing I know.
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MaMo had a word that she used an awful lot when I knew her,
She called anything she didn’t know the name of a “doober.”
She would say “Bill hand me that ‘doober’ on that table over there,
So I would walk over and pick something up with so much care.
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She said that’s not the doober I want, it’s that one over there.”
Then I would say “can you be more specific, I’ve looked everywhere.”
MaMo loved a little teasing as we visited with her at her home,
But if you took it a little too far she got her feathers ruffled some.
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There were lots of other out of the ordinary words our Moms said,
But I’ve run our of room as I limit verses to ten from my old head.
So I guess I will shut this down now and wait until the next time.
And thus put an end to this poem about Mom’s words that rhyme.
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By Bill
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By Bill
Thanks for reading Words Our Mons Used,
Bill