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Daycare

VoidCat

Pronouns: he/they/it/neopronouns
Poem I wrote...someone gave me the words vomit,kids, and legos and told me the theme was insanity so I wrote this:
Title: Daycare

This job is tough
Chasing round 20 kids
All two years of age.
One just threw up there's vomit on my shoe
Great now I'll be sick tomorrow
Another hit their friend with Legos.
I'm going crazy by the minute
I love this job but man it can be rough
Once I had a kid run around naked
Then I had to chase him around put his shirt on
Once I did another kid had took theirs off
By the time I got it on 3 more started removing clothes
Monkey see monkey do
Laughing cuz they thought it funny
Another time a kid refused to sleep
When I told her to lay down she said Shut up *****!
Help me im going crazy...
Now there's a kid on the shelf again
Its 5th time placing him on the floor
In 20 minutes.
But every now and then I get a hug
From a kid and then they all want hugs
That makes this job so worth it





Tagging @ChristineM. @JustGeorge. @Kenny. @Shadow Wolf. @The Hammer
@Sand Dancer
 
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Shadow Wolf

Certified People sTabber
I think I need sleep as my brain automatically read you got vomit on your sweater, and a jolt if confusion with there being no mom's spaghetti to finish it, lol.
But it was good.
When I told her to lay down she said Shut up *****!
That part made me laugh. How can you not laugh when a little kid calls you out as a *****?:laughing:
 

JustGeorge

Not As Much Fun As I Look
Staff member
Premium Member
I think I need sleep as my brain automatically read you got vomit on your sweater, and a jolt if confusion with there being no mom's spaghetti to finish it, lol.
But it was good.

That part made me laugh. How can you not laugh when a little kid calls you out as a *****?:laughing:
I agree... as soon as I hear a little kid drop a swear bomb, I can't help but laugh...

My middle son makes up people, and has a made up life(including a wife named Agnes and a couple children). He was showing me a picture of Agnes's car, and told me "*****-Man popped her tire". Who? What? I think I about laughed until I cried...
 
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