I am sure that many mothers can relate to this poem and I hope it makes someone else smile too.
In need of a maid
I still need to put wood on the fire,
And the kids are screaming for their tea,
Oh, I need a maid I can hire.
Phone rings in my ear, please pull out the wire,
Is it someone else needing charity?
I still need to put wood on the fire.
Date of the food in the fridge is about to expire!
Is a perfect home just fantasy?
Oh, I need a maid I can hire.
Iron, dust, vacuum – I’m starting to perspire,
Each job seems an enormity,
I still need to put wood on the fire.
My daughter whines of shoes she does desire,
Can’t anything be tax-free?
Oh, I need a maid I can hire.
I really need to retire.
Does anyone out there hear me?
I still need to put wood on the fire!
Oh, I need a maid I can hire.