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Takiing Care of the Babysitter

She yanked Sue by the belly, She pinched Lou on the nose. She shoved us from the telly And she trampled on our toes. She went through the cupboards, snooping And she stole our paper clips. But the worst stench was her pooping, Then she ate our potato chips! I have had it, I told my siblings. Go find a long rope, and scissors too. We dragged her from her scribbling, And we lost her saddle shoe. She was screaming like a banshee, Neighbors ran out to take a selfie Nothing posed, nothing fancy Quick shots, lean and healthy. We marched her to a locust, In our best friend Marco’s yard. He ran out to help us, His brother Beau stood guard. When our parents returned home From their little night on the town They wondered where the babysitter had gone. Luckily, for us, she was never ever found.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/18/2018 8:47:00 PM
Hahahahaha! LOVE this! ;D
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/19/2018 2:49:00 AM
We had babysitters who would hang up when they knew it was our mother on the phone, and we had to lure them to our home about once a year.

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