Taking Care Of Seventeen Kids

I'm furious and I had a falling out with my father and mother.
I'm angry because they can't keep their hands off each other.
They have a baby every year.
They need a kick in their rears.
They're too cheap to hire a nanny and they expected me to take care of their kids.
They have seventeen children and I got sick of it and I sure don't regret what I did.
If somebody told you that I was happy about the situation, that person lied.
I demanded that Dad get a vasectomy or that Mom get her tubes tied.
They were insulted and Dad even gave me a slap.
I punched him in the eye because I was sick of the crap.
I was so angry that I started to shout.
I told both of them that I wanted out.
I saw red and I started having a fit.
It made me wish that Mom was Lorena Bobbitt.
After changing 10,000 stinking diapers, I said "No more".
I sure do feel a lot of relief because I walked out the door.
Now they spend all of their time taking care of their kids because of me.
After years of taking care of those brats, I sure am glad to finally be free.