Puff the pregnant woman
Was feeling rather round
As she cooked and cleaned
And everything else in between
A tiredness abound.
Puff the pregnant woman
Must eat beyond the norm
Pickles, peaches, cheese
Peanut butter please
Must have just one more.
Puff the pregnant woman
Had all that she could take
With a screaming child
To do lists wild
And chicken still to bake.
So puff the pregnant woman
Got ready for a nap
No more kids to watch
Or matching socks
Leave her alone or she might snap!
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