A SAHM Psalm

My kids are totally the boss of me;

I shall have no peace.

They make me to lie down exhausted,

they lead me to drink.

They guide me upon the path to the nuthouse

for Pete’s fucking sake.

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Yea, though I walk through the valley of tantrums,

I will fear no time-outs,

for your bedrooms have doors that lock

and your father gets home at six.

Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors, they comfort me.

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But I am preparing to lose my shit

in the presence of all this whining;

let me anoint my throat with something cold

before my anger overflows.

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Surely, peace and quiet will follow me

sometime after nine p.m.

And I will surf the web

forever.

Amen

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