She somehow managed to have three boys

And from that the house was filled with toys

She would send send them to school at half past eight

And hope for ones that they weren't late

Exhausted and grumpy she would slump on the couch

Hersons complaining she was such a grouch

When they arrived home they want to make a mess

And all she wanted to do was take a rest

At 5 o'clock they would sit down to eat

But all the boys wanted was sugar or a treat

I don't like this this is gross take this away

Those are just a few of the things they would say

They would sit at that table until their plate was bare

Fixing their mother with a stone hard glare

For the boys bedtime was like a fright

But for her it was the best part such a delight

Her husband would come home in quite a bad mood

Well that was until he ate his food

With the boys asleep she would sit down with him

The time alone with him cut very slim

She walked over quietly and shut the door

As she grinned and said can we have maybe just one more!!!