Coconut Madam - Emily Loizeau

The postman thinks I killed my mama in the night

But she’s just all kirled up in a coconut

My mama’s gone away in a coconut

She likes it better that I think she won’t come back

I hate it when she goes in the coconut

It makes me feel I’m stuck in a coconut too

My mama

She’s a coconut madam

My mama

I say

— Please come back

She says

— I won’t do that

It makes me feel I’m worth less a coconut

She knocks so hard sometimes on the coconut

That I can hear it scream when I sleep at night

I feel my dreams are stuck in a coconut too

My mama

She’s a coconut madam

My mama