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Raindrops on Roses

November 8th, 2016

Dear Todd,

This entire next little entry is to be read to the tune of "Favorite Things" from the Sound of Music.

"Vomit in kennels and never ending laundry
Kids who need breakfast and showers and laundry,
Yes, I repeated the word laundry twice
Cuz it's become something that controls my life.

Extra-curricular, medical and dental
So many costs it can make you go mental
How many things can one child need?
As if one's not enough we decided to have 3!

When the dog barks!
And bites Jackson!
When he eats his sock-a
I simply remember I once had a choice
And I chose to drink Vod-ka

And with my free-thinking and late nights of drinking
I never guessed that a boat could keep sinking
Just as it drys with a work day's rewards
The water starts creeping its way through the boards!

When the car dies!
When the screen breaks!
When there's just no end
I simply remember that we made a choice
Again...and again...and again."



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