Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Overlord

I am my childrens' overlord.
I say they're not hungry,
But probably bored.
I decide that flip flops
Are not proper for winter
And they're not to squirm
When I pull out a splinter.
Yep. That's right.
I'm the boss
And you bet they know it.
When the grass grows too long
I'll make'em mow it.
With a snap of my fingers,
They'll fall into line.
They'll scrub their hands at dinner time.
Yes, I'm the head honcho.
I make the rules around here.
I run a tight shi...Oh, whats that dear?
You went outside and picked me some flowers?
You'd like to stay up another hour?
Well, I suppose it won't hurt to skip your shower.
Aww, thanks for the hug sweetie.
Will you look at this face!?
No, I won't tell your dad that you didn't clean your plate.
Now run on and play.
I love you too dear!
Where was I? Oh yes.
I run a tight ship around here.

By StaceyB

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