What do you do when you have a child
Who is never calm but always wild
Who paints her bedroom walls with poo
What on earth am I meant to do?
She drinks the sauce straight from the bottle
Why is this kid always on full throttle?
She constantly runs, she never walks
She paints the cat and eats the chalks
The other day I couldn’t find her
She was in the chook pen, the dogs behind her.
She is the last of my tribe of four
I definitely don’t want any more.
She’s ripping out my nice pot plants
Oh now she’s taking off her pants.
I bet she’s going to lay a cable
How quickly life became unstable.
There is however a light to see
At the end of this tunnel of shit and pee
There’s only 3 more years till school
And then I’ll laze out by the pool.
Well that’s a dream I’m sure you’ve had
But reality says I’ll be very sad.
For even though she drives me nuts
She’s how God made her full of guts!
She’s not scared of life, she will have a go
But how do I teach her No means No!
Oh Ava you are my trial for sure
But I couldn’t love you any more
If you were perfect and sat quite still
Life would be easier and way more chill
But I love your spirit, my youngest child
Life would be so boring if you weren’t as wild!