Now they've hit the teenage years
Their moods swing high and low
One moment they shower you with love
The next the expletives flow.
Not one, not two but three we have
All at different ages
And now for us to go out in peace
We have to put in their cages.
All they need is tenderness and love
And a good listening ear to hear them
For no matter what they try to do
It takes great patience and love to rear them
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Do you know the story of the boy and the wolf
For my children surely do
Knowing if they cry wolf to oft
They'll end up in a stew
It took a long time for my kids to learn
They kept crying wolf too often
On and on, "Wolf" they cried
But my response didn't soften
The one fine day they finally got it
They didn't cry wolf and so
But they dashed my hopes when they nodded and said
"I was eaten by a wolf once, you know
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Your kids’ feet are getting bigger,
I hear the neighbours snigger
Won’t be long, they’ll just wear the box
On the outside of their socks.
They have the biggest feet in town
Makes people laugh and call them clown
But if they stopped and really cared
They wouldn’t find the need to stare
They live with them each and every day
That’s why they’re special in a unique way
I’ve never wished their feet were small
For it’s better to have big feet than none at all