A Molar in a bag of Triscuits - Dr. Seuss Style
I have a story to tell
And I tell you this true,
If you don't get enough sleep
This could happen to you.
It happened last week on a brisk Spring morning;
It should have been warm out, but brrr it was so cold.
The sun was rising
Orange, pink, purple, crimson
Reddish rainbowish turning to gold.
I was making lunches
1, 2, 3
Sandwiches with cream cheese, jelly
Fruit snacks, yogurt, goldfish, crackers, yesterday’s carrots
Close this, snap that, zip up,
Wham bam, thank you Ma’am!
Where went my coffee?
OH there it is in the bathroom next to the
Toothpaste dripping down the sink,
One more round in the micro
Lunch in each backpack
I send them off with a kiss and a wink!
Hours later feeling organized
I dream of the Oscar I will receive
For most thoroughly, thoroughful, thoroughest and thoroughbest
In comes a text from teenage child number one
Filled with vomit, sick face, smiling poop and angry face Emojis
“MOM! There’s a bloody tooth in my Triscuits!”
This poem is over
I say no more.
Moral of story, and no moral can be more true,
If one of your children loses a tooth put it far far away or under a pillow
And mamas please get some rest, some sleep!
New mom or seasoned old hat mom
You do not want your potential Oscar win to fall Flat!