Mom can I have a quarter
If I rub your tired feet?
I'll squeeze your little piggies
And put you right to sleep.
So I tell her get my purse
and amongst the piddles and grime
I fetch for her a quarter,
One nickle and 2 dimes.
She sits up on her little stool
And roughly grabs a toe.
Squeezing almost mercilessly,
I yell to her, "Wait, NO!"
"Your mamma's feet are old and rough,
and while you are so very eager,
I wish that you would let up some
And make your squeezings meager!"


Comments: 5
Good chuckle.