Summer holidays

by donna   Oct 12, 2015


Summer holidays,
oh what fun!
For my kids,
it's just begun..

So much mess,
where's my floor?
I'm sure it was here,
a few days before!

I start to tidy,
then turn back round..
There's even more mess,
on the ground!

I'll have a coffee,
and cuddle my pup..
But in the kitchen,
there's no clean cup!

I'll wash up,
then make a drink..
Checking the fridge though,
I didn't think!

Where's the milk?
Grrrr it's all gone!
To the shop,
I'll send my son..

"If I can have a pound Mum,"
"I'll go there."
Then the girls say,
"That's not fair!"

So now the milk's,
cost me four pound..
and still my floor,
can not be found!

Night time comes,
it's time for bed..
But they think it's,
arguing time instead!

They eventually settle down,
it's time for me..
But all the mess,
I still can see..

My bedtime comes,
I can't wait 'til when..
I wake up tomorrow,
and it starts again!!

Portia, Aston and Mercedes,
even though You make such mess..
I love You loads and loads,
even when I stress! x x x

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