Dear Ellen,
For my true story, I wrote you a poem. Inspired by Dr. Suess.
Ready for marriage I had found a looker. Nice, cute and ready for love, my parents said, "Oh What a Sucker!"
Before I knew it I was becoming a Mom. I was scared! I had killed the houseplants and was hated by the dog!
Dirty diapers and babies crying all night. What happened to my hips??
Surely this can not be right!
It went from one kid to five. I forget their names, clothes and shoes...They are going to hate me alive!
We play Ring Around the Rosie's and Hide & Go Seek. I always stay hidden for awhile, I just need some peace!
Sometimes it's too tough Ellen, problems I can't seem to mend
Then Dad comes home at five to find me crying in the pantry again!
Too many days my spirits start to harden. Why is marijuana illegal? It's be great in my dying herb garden!
I need a break! I will work hard and save to go
To see funny Ellen in Chi-ca-go!
For now, Thank you for the peace you give me everyday at three
It helps! Courtesy of my television, You, Warner Bros and ABC!
(Ellen - I know your in California, but I couldn't find anything to rhyme with Burbank! :-D)"
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