Wilma Ruth Haggett Poetry

I want to hang them upside down
They keep me running all around
Those darn kids
I want to hug them and give them praise
They can make me laugh
Those darn kids
Oh I want to beat them they are at it again
I want a drink I got to pee the next one chimes I stinky
The last in line those darn kids
Auntie where’s my mom Auntie I hungry Auntie
Auntie Auntie
I want to pull my hair out and run away change my name
To paula or grandma
Those darn kids
Now all is peaceful at last look at those cute little faces
They look like angels in peaceful sleep
And we will have another go round tomorrow Auntie
And those darn kids

Poet: Wilma Ruth Haggett