My Sons First Birthday Party
It was my sons first birthday, it's where it began
I opened the door and in they ran
Leaving dirty foot prints all over the floor
'If you don't take your shoes off i will throw you out the door'
Walking in, in twos and threes
'I hope none of you are carrying flees'
Opening Presents, paper all over the room
'Which one of you kids can use a broom? '
They all run in every direction
My house now a mess no longer perfection
Now it's come to eating the food