Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Too many problems that needed to be taken care of, not enough time to take a Xanax every morning.

Hush little baby,
Don’t say a word…
The hungry clowns
Don’t really hurt.

A baby in the crib
A monster in the closet
The floor strewn with broken toys,

Thunderstorms raging outside
Of your window,
What’s that shadow?

Holding your breath,
Building blocks spelling
Random four letter words.
Baby doesn’t know better.

Don’t make a sound,
Can’t wake the baby!
Don’t be afraid,
It only hurts while you’re alive.

Hush little baby,
Don’t you cry
Today mommy went away
To save your life

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