Lexi's Poetry Challenge

"I’m Not a Waitress"

I’m not a Waitress
But a Woman’s job is the same
And no tipping involved?
Well, that’s really lame

All the verbs that engulf me
Get, fetch, deliver
Long day at work, honey?
Well, Cry Me a River

Get chocolate pudding for the Baby
Yes, that’s my job
Get the pudding stain out
Lest I look like a slob

Fetch the paper for Mister
You bet, that’s me
Although the sports page is missing
Of course ‘accidentally’

Deliver cupcakes for the Middle
Strawberry icing please
Juggling three dozen of them
Would weaken Hercules

For the divine Eldest child
The job’s not much of a chore
Serve three yummy hots a day
But NOTHING from the day before

I’m not a waitress, a cook
And don’t call me a hostess
If I survive long enough
Call me the ‘Mom with the Mostest’