Everywhere I seem to turn I just want to crash and burn! The pile of clothes, the oodles of mess No wonder I live in a world of stress! I love my kids, but holy stromboli My patience is up, let me eat a cannoli! It’s off to the closet to fetch my broom And whisk away from this dusky gloom! The_Witch_on_Her_Broom_Stick_by_Ida_Rentoul_Outhwaite,_1921 By: Darlene “Screamin” Pistocchi

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