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Not enough hours in a day
Modern mums' hectic life
A real hectic life with three boisterous boys,
the youngest one never will pick up his toys.
A husband and dad who helps with a smile,
His, soothing, calm voice keeps things quiet for a while.
Yet, only a while 'cos boys will be boys.
It's normal to always have plenty of noise.
A hormonal day can sure be a curse !
Shall I jump off the roof?
Or push someone first ?
Hold on ! don't do it! It will make such a mess,
won't it be better to learn to play chess ?
Play chess? Are you kidding, that uses your brain,
Boys want to be running, be playing a game.
Get water balloons and hide behind trees,
Throw them at strangers., Oh what a wheeze,
A wheeze? What is that, a word from the past.?
Yes it's a word, like Oh what a blast !
You know, something funny, a joke, a good time.?
Guess today I can't win, never mind. That's just fine.
You all know I love you, you're simply the best,
but work ,then more work, I just need a rest.
Please give me an hour to put up my feet,
then go get a ball and we'll play in the street.
Nothing compares to a house full of laughter.
We have enough love, here for joy ever after.