and all through the farm,
Carmie was wondering,
if she'd come to harm.
Cliffy had hung the laundry with care,
since Carmie would no doubt,
need a fresh pair.
The house was all cleaned,
the dishes done too,
Now if only Annalee
hadn't chewed up the shoes.
Baby Nibs had been warned,
over and over in fact,
if you pee on the rug,
you will be sacked.
The children were told,
your mom is going under the knife,
you better behave,
if you value your life.
Off to bed we go,
To get a good rest,
I can't eat I'm told,
that Dr's a pest.
In the morning, no coffee,
no cereal, no toast,
I'm thinking I'll starve..
no, maybe lose one pound, at most.
So, as I hop in the car,
to my Cliffy give a whistle,
away I will go,
to Maine Med like a missile.
And I hear the surgeon say,
As the anesthesia kicks in,
"Where's that damn sponge?"
" Oh Crap! Not again!!"
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