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Monday, November 15, 2010

Day 12 - An ode to the humble Mum

The phone is not ringing
So I am not singing
The way I usually do.

My handset's vibrating
But it's quite frustrating
Cos each time it does I get blue.

Because it's not ringing,
The reminders are stinging
My conscience that says, now go, do!

Apply for those roles
And patch up those holes
That can be found on your CV.

You're really too old
So stop reaching for gold
Find a job that pays for your tea.

Look lower not higher
But don't be a liar
These days jobs don't grow on trees.

Now go be a winner
Do homework, get thinner,
Do all the jobs that Mums just do.

Dont' grumble, don't grouse
Or you might lose the house
Multitask and forget all about you.

Patch sore knees, bake cakes
Construct paper snakes
On a good day even make the dog bark.

Wash up, iron and hoover
Be the world and its mover
A working Mum is a walk in the park!

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