There once was a girl named Kate
One day she decided to tempt fate
A horror film lay ahead
Something she would usually dread.
The picture started
Heart began to race
Palms turned sweaty
But she knew she was in the ready.
A story unfolded with little surprise
Hopes of good began to disappear
No matter which direction it took
Disingenuous it felt and had no hook.
Lead by a female of great skill
Not even her masks could thrill.
A woman who is content to be childless
Becomes the heroine to the lost
Two little girls like to draw and squat
While the males served little purpose to the plot.
A ghostly mother who never forgets
Cannot forgive but protects
Living in walls and dreams
Emotions bent out of shape
The mother could not escape.
No matter how she rose, twisted or turned
Or how idiotic the story burned
Mama could not be feared.
Alas, for this gal, the tale would soon end
Because laughter became her friend
Del Toro had a good thought
But truth be told the director did not.
Happy is the day when the lights brightened
For now the tale of MAMA can be forgotten.
Review: 4 out of 10