Australian Competitions Club

daughter sent this with  ' don't even think of it ' :lol:



WHEN I’M OLD

 

When I’m old, I’ll live with each kid,

And bring so much happiness  . . . .  just as they did.

I want to pay back all the joy they’ve provided,

Returning each deed. Oh, they’ll be so excited!

When I’m old and live with my kids.

 

I’ll write on the walls with reds, whites and blues,

And bounce on the furniture wearing my shoes.

I’ll drink from the carton and then leave it out.

I’ll stuff all the toilets and oh, how they will shout!

When I’m old and live with my kids.

 

When they’re on the phone and just out of reach,

I’ll get into things like sugar and bleach,

Oh, they will snap their fingers and then shake their head,

And when that is done I’ll hide under my bed!

When I’m old and live with my kids.

 

When they cook dinner and call me to eat,

I’ll not eat my green beans or salad or meat.

I’ll gag on my okra, spill milk on the table,

And when they get angry I’ll run . . . if I’m able.

When I’m old and live with my kids.

 

I’ll sit to close to the TV, through channels I’ll click,

I’ll cross both my eyes just to see if they stick.

I’ll take off my socks and throw one away,

And play in the mud ‘til the end of the day!

When I’m old and live with my kids.

 

And later in bed, I’ll lay back and sigh,

I’ll thank God in prayer and then close my eyes.

My kids will look down with a smile slowly creeping,

And say with a groan, “She’s so sweet . . . When she’s sleeping!”

When I’m old and live with my kids.

 

 

I love it... hahahaha thanks for a good giggle before bed :)

Marie