I'll
live with my children,
and
bring them great joy.
To
repay all I've had
from
each girl and boy.
I
shall draw on the walls,
and
scuff up the floor,
and
run in and out
without
closing the door.
I'll hide frogs in the pantry,
socks
under my bed.
Whenever
they scold me,
I'll
then hang my head.
I'll
run and I'll romp,
I''ll
skip and I'll play
always
fritter away the time
for
my chores, every day.
I'll
pester my children
when
the're on the phone.
As
long as they're busy
I
won't leave them alone.
Hide
candy in closets,
rocks
in a drawer,
and
never pick up my clothes
from
the floor.
Dash off to the movies,
and
not wash a dish.
I'll plead for allowance
whenever
I wish.
I'll
stuff up the plumbing,
and
deluge the floor.
As soon as they've mopped it,
I'll
flood it some more.
When
they correct me,
I'll
lie down and cry,
kicking
and screaming,
not
a tear in my eye.
I'll
take their pencils
and
flashlights and then
when
they buy new ones,
I'll
take them again.
I'll
spill my milk
to
complete every meal,
eat
my banana
and
just drop the peel.
Put
toys on the table,
spill
jam on the floor,
I'll
break lots of dishes
as
though I were four.
What
fun I shall have,
what
joy it will be
to
live with my children....
the
way they lived with me!
Can't Wait!
