My Chaotic Cousin
After my cousin has visited for a day
My mum’s desperate for a holiday!
Mum pretends she’s gone out and tries to hide
But my auntie knows mum is lurking inside
The minute mum go to open the front door
My cousin charges in like he’s going to war
Mum’s face is ashen she can sense the doom
As this tiny tornado enters the living room
He shouts out words I could never repeat
If I did it would be very indiscreet
I try to be kind to him and ask him to play
But Peter always wants things done HIS way
If he loses a game he screams ‘its not fair’
My auntie consoles him she says ‘there, there’
She really thinks he’s perfect; he’s her pride and joy
Unfortunately she cannot see he is a spoiled little boy
He bites and kicks and punches me whenever he can
He’s my chaotic cousin and of him I’m not a fan
When its time for food he eats just like a greedy pig
Grabbing all the goodies, its no wonder he’s so big
He climbs on all the furniture and colours on the wall
My auntie doesn’t stop him, there’s no discipline at all
Peter’s just a spoiled brat and doesn’t have a friend
It’s a shame we’re cousins or this relationship would end
Next time he comes to visit I’ve told mum I’m moving house
I told her that I can no longer tolerate this nasty little louse
My mum tells me to be patient and I’m not to hit the blues ….
It’s a difficult time for many when kids hit the terrible twos!
Contest My Cousin Chaos sponsored by Brian Davey
05~27~16
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