kids

Is this really it for the next 18 years,
The screams the shouting, the cursing and the tears.
Is there any light on this gloomy day,
that the doctor might say here’s your valium this will take it all away.

Could it be my problem that I am to soft,
That I don’t run round the house all day screaming in a huff.
When the kids are biting and spitting and causing each other pain,
Is it any wonder that I haven’t gone insane.

Or is it the same all over the planet,
That children out there are causing mothers to panic.
That there child is some what of a demon,
And we ringing the priest to redeem them.
Then they smile and we are so glad we didn’t kill them.