IT WONT HURT TO


SMILE

WHEN I'M A LITTLE OLD PERSON



Then I'll live with my children and bring them great joy To repay all I've had from each girl and boy I shall draw on the walls and scuff up the floor; Run in and out without closing the door. I'll hide frogs in the pantry, socks under my bed. Whenever they scold me, I'll just hang my head.



I'll run and I'll romp, always fritter away The time to be spent doing chores every day. I'll pester my children when they're on the phone. As long as they're busy, won't leave them alone. Hide candy in closets, rocks in a drawer, And never pick up my clothes from the floor.



Dash off to the movies and not wash a dish. I'll plead for allowance whenever I wish. I'll stuff up the plumbing and deluge the floor. As soon as they've mopped it, I'll flood it some more. When they correct me, I'll lie down and cry. Kicking and screaming, not a tear in my eye.



I'll take all their pencils and flashlights, and then When they buy new ones, I'll take them again. I'll spill glasses of milk to complete every meal, Eat my banana and just drop the peel.



Put toys on the table, spill jam on the floor, I'll break lots of dishes as though I were four; What fun I shall have, what joy it will be



TO LIVE WITH MY CHILDREN LIKE THEY LIVED WITH ME



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