Just for the record I stole this from Jenn's blog which she stole from another blog, but it so fits us both to a T! I scrub the walls of fingerprints Pick up the mound of clothes. I sweep the dirt that shoes track in- Wish I could use a hose! Meals are served from dawn to dark Dirty dishes crowd the sink Just when they're washed a put away- Everyone wants a drink! The washer pulls the dirty grime From pants worn thin and patched They look so neat and clean- Yuck! Look what those pockets hatched! Broken bones and bloody knees I should have been a nurse I take it all in shaky stride Just grateful it's not worse Screams and shouts and arguments Test the keeping of my cool They left the neighbor's faucet on- See their new front yard pool! A soothing bath is ecstasy A reward at the end of my rope Raising boys isn't really bad- But first I must wash the soap A rose can say I Love You Orchids can enthrall But a weed bouquet in a chubby fist Oh my, that says it all!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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