When friends come by
One always yells
"Who want to play house?"
"I am the mother…"
(a voice is heard)
"…and that boy will be my spouse"
Reluctantly he takes the part
He follows order
(That's pretty smart)
"Honey, will you cut the grass?
And after that empty the thrash
But first I need some milk and egg
Please will you go?
Don't make me beg."
Well things are fine up to this point
Until she demands for a kiss
You now can hear a pin drop
For no one had expected this
Then Mom and Dad
Yell from downstairs
"Is everything okay?"
The game of house ends suddenly
To be continued another day…..
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