Thinking of my family today,
one two three.
Plus me and my hubby,
that's five, you see.
Old times were
where it was at.
Now rules have changed
How about that?
We used go over the river
and through the woods
But now it's a jumble
of who gets whose kids?
Oh for the simple times
When we were little.
Wake up and find
Myself in the middle
Of a jumble of kids
All shapes and sizes.
Now it's trips from
One Ex to the other
To see who gets
The very best prizes.
