Juggling Mum

Life is a constant battle

No doubt about that

It starts when you get married

And adopt a big stray cat

Then you bring home a puppy

Land up with one of every shoe

And you buy a fancy cage

For your talking cockatoo

But if this is not enough

To fill your life with misery

You have more mouths to feed

But you still feel so lonely

So along come all the kids

Then diapers filled with smelly poo

Always cleaning and never sleeping

What’s a working mum to do?

As a mother you’re often chained

Behind the wheel of your (taxi) car

Dropping and collecting

And burning up the tar

Housework, family and career

Are juggled like marbles in the sky

Oh stick a broom right up my butt

So I can sweep the floor as I go by

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Life is great ain't it?