Thursday, October 28, 2010

Crazy Land

There once was a home full of crazy,
the queen longed for a day to be lazy,

but there were patients to see,
and places to be,

pukey sickos to nurse,
and no poop that's the worst!

The laundry piled high,
right up to the sky,

Walls wanting for paint,
new meds, yikes I'll faint!

PTA to attend,
missing buttons to mend.

Mouths to be fed,
then drop dead into bed.

Fast asleep, there's a snore,
and I dreaming of more..

:) The End?
last verse, same as the first, a little bit louder and a little bit worse!

1 comment:

  1. My daughter is a poet and she didn't knowit!