two+points+of+view-sarah

A wicked smile on her face The room a mess I began to pace Full of stress I scream What am I supposed do. The place has gone obscene And here I stand waiting for a clue I shout, scream and call But my little girl still stands With that smile one and all I am on my last strand. Daughter: Oh please it’s not that bad I mean really can’t you understand What have I done! Nothing to sad I will call the cleaning lady, no problem and Mom, I was just having fun Nothing bad I promise. As I snicker and run I reminisce About the grand times I had while she was gone. || ||
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