My Two Nannies

I once had a nanny named Sue Always loved drinking Mountain Dew Loudly she slurped, And then she burped After she had sipped on the brew. I once had a nanny named Rosalee She loved to rock me on her ample knee Rosalee up and died I cried and cried and cried But I know she is in heaven with Thee.
Written October 10, 2021
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Kingston Avatar
October 11, 2021 at 8:05 PM
This was funny, Mountain Dew, the greatest teeth rotter, yikes I had a nanny for my son once. I came home to find her a "little sauced" Needless to say, we quickly said adios. I soon left teaching to be the nanny. Daycare was 2 times as much money as a nanny. There are some good ones out there I'm sure. I was even one for a summer. Hopefully not too bad. Long live the good nannies! Tee hee.
Hankins Avatar
October 11, 2021 at 9:05 PM
Yep, but a lot of folks don't realize there are some bad ones. One bad one is too many! Thanks for your comment, Marikate.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 11, 2021 at 10:41 AM
Loving the nannies and picturing them.
Hankins Avatar
October 11, 2021 at 7:20 PM
Pure fiction. We were too poor for nannies. Besides, my momma didn't work outside the home. Back then, I don't think many mothers did.
Wolf Avatar
October 10, 2021 at 1:23 PM
Perhaps Sue was slightly mixed up: The nanny is supposed to burping the baby/toddler! lol. Smiles, Gershon
Hankins Avatar
October 10, 2021 at 6:27 PM
I think you are right, Gershon. I can't remember ever having a nanny, actually. We were too poor to afford one; besides, my mother didn't work outside the home until we were big enough to care for ourselves. Then it was only a short while, as I remember.
Gentile Avatar
October 10, 2021 at 12:26 PM
They sound like lovely ladies Milton!
Hankins Avatar
October 10, 2021 at 12:31 PM
Thanks, Mike. Never had a nanny in my life. We were too poor! They just cropped up in my fertile mind.
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