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Babysitter Blues

Children run wild through the house
the baby just spit up on my blouse.
toys thrown all over here and there
I'm busy following the children everywhere.

The babysitter blues I sing alone
no time to talk on the telephone.
just me, five children and a baby
can I handle it? I say maybe.

The children scream, the children cry
the children fight, I don't know why.
One of the children head for the door
I trip on a toy and fall on the floor.

I say "No" to going outside
one takes off and tries to hide.
There's a lot I can't ignore
like when one child pees on the floor.

The baby fusses I take care of her needs
by this time on a bottle she feeds.
I hold her in my arms, she falls asleep
I lay her down and then I creep.

Soon one child is crying, having a fit
the baby wakes up from the noise of it.
Break it up, it's hard to share
the fight over a toy I'm now aware.

One child screaming, another one crying
with an armful of baby I tend to them, trying.
I try to take care of all that they need
time for a meal, mouths I must feed.

Left with a mess that I have to clean
as hectic as it gets I'm not being mean.
to be heard above the noise I must shout
hard to tell what the fighting's about.

My hair messed up from all the stress
I keep busy at it nonetheless.
At the end of this hectic and busy day
I find my peace by kneeling down to pray.

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  • daviscth
    September 23, 2008

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    This is such a delightful poem!! I love the imagery in it. Your poem reminds me of my daughters collection of "The babysitters club" books.


  • TabbyJoy
    September 22, 2008
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    This is amusing and sweet. A great entry for this contest...cute!


  • SignifyingNothing
    August 8, 2008

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    I really like this! It made me smile, with thinking about how I remember babysitting back when I used to take care of the neighbor's children, and yes, it was a lot like this. One thing-

    "One of the children head for the door" should be "one of the children heads for the door"

    I also like the ending of seeking serentity in prayer, and this is the second poem I read in a row that ended with praying, go figure.

    Nice job, good rhyme scheme, I think this deserved more than the Honorable Mention that it won. Nice. Thanks for entering.


  • Riftkin gold member
    August 7, 2008

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    your words truly tell about babysitter blues
    and your flow and rhyme is great with this
    I love the memories this brought back to me

  • Poetryintheblood gold member
    March 23, 2008
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    Thank you for your cute entry, good luck, Josie


  • Lola Green
    November 22, 2007
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    This is really a lovely poem!!! I laughed and giggled at this! Very enjoyable. I suppose it's easier if it's your own kids, they don't pull that many "stunds". Well done to you for not giving up!!!

    Thank you for your entry!
    Good luck with the contest!

    ♠Lola♠


  • James R
    November 15, 2007

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    Lmao this was nothing short of brilliant you had me smiling thorough this from start to finish excellent poem my friend

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