Thursday, July 14, 2011

Babysitter Chagrin (poem)

Here's a little poem that I wrote as follow-up to yesterday's post...


Babysitter Chagrin

Crybabies, story beggars,
Bedwetters, pants-poopers,
Fussy eaters, food fighters,
Peeping Toms, creeping Tinas,
Hyperactives and sleepwalkers:
I've had them all, and none of them prepared me for
The antics of this toddling nightmare tonight.
Still, I can't say Mrs. Woodhouse wasn't on the level;
She told me right up front her son's a little devil.





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