Vomit, vomit, everywhere
On my shirt and in my hair
Splattered on the refrigerator door
Puddled on the kitchen floor
On the table, on the chair
In my bra (is that an overshare??)
It probably is but I don’t much care
Vomit, vomit, its everywhere.
Minutes before I was to leave for the night
Miss V started puking with all her might.
So, mommy is home instead,
A plan well execu-ted.
Bout #2 – I thought she was done!
Dad’s turn this time to share in the fun
The laundry was started, a bit premature
More puke is coming, I am almost sure
How many showers will we take tonight?
Do I wash her each time, or wait until she feels right?
The smell, I cannot take it
It’s in my nose, I cannot escape it
The tv is on, a rare nighttime treat,
As we wait for her tummy to take a seat.
Cleaning a crib is quite a chore
So we’ll stay downstairs until she’s puking no more.