My Little Trouble
Short attention span she brings
When she is getting into everything
She doesn't like her matchbox truck
Looks like mama is outta luck
Turn on tv to watch blues clues
She starts playing with daddy's shoes
Mama needs a deserved break
Oh no, she just spilt her strawberry shake
Trouble, trouble, my girl's trouble
Making all of my chores double
She counts to ten, says her ABC's
You couldn't tell she's almost three
She wants out, she wants in
Mama can't cry, she can only grin
She is rough , she is tumble
She is meek, she is humble
Take a deep breath mama chill
Daughter will do what she will
There is no stopping this tornado
Better release and let her go
The cat in the hat doll in the sink
She colored the coffee table pink
Oh goodness mama better smile
Cleaning the house will take a while
But there is fun to be had today
If mama gives up and just wants to play
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Ct Duet | Year Posted 2014
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