Poetry

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Momnesia

Running late
What will I do?

Have to get
Back home by two.

All six kids
Are in the van,

Denny,Bruce
And sister Ann,

Marsha,Donald
And little Nick.

Buckle up
And make it quick.

First stop
Kids, get in line.

Have to
Pay this parking fine.

Counting Heads,
We've got all five,

Now get in,
I have to drive,

Across town
Your heads to shear.

Finished that,
Four kids are here.

Now we're
Heading to the bank.

Stopping here
To fill the tank.

Somethings wrong
What could it be?

Kids are
Here, I counted three.

Groceries bought,
To make a stew.

Counting kids,
There's one and two.

Bills are paid,
I'm finally done.

Have to get
My little one.

Heading home
We're getting near.

I wonder why
The cops are here?

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