by David Skolnik

Created on: July 19, 2011

You'll be the death of me yet,

I often screamed to my unruly kids,

Go to your rooms, finish your homework,

They came back crying,

Arms open wide,

"Daddy, we don't want you to die,"

It's a figure of speech, I said,

Now it's time to tuck you in bed.

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