I was first welcomed by Michaela Roush
who is Mark's dearest and only spoush
I was never hampered
and always pampered
with 4 kids, 3 cats and 2 dogs in the housh
The petite toddler was the one called QuinnWhen she demanded anything it was always to winFulfilling her dreamsBy unnatural screamsPray, God's mercy, she did not have a twin.
When Alexander came, the world was hellenizedBut in the Roush's world it was simply KellenizedThis amazing bubbleWho had no troubleIn crawling around so melonized
Tanith, the eldest, played with colors and pensAnd stuck to me as if I was her mother henWith pictures and cardsFor this pathetic bardWho was just passing by, like a fluttering wren.
Kale the hale, was the only boyWhen I first met him, he was very coyHis favorite MjolnirSwung with a whirrHe was the only one with different toys
Michaela, the mom, was beautifully thinHer jeans were always torn at the shinsHer looks always dazzledBut the kids kept her frazzledFrom morning to nite with their incessant whims
Mark, the dad, was placidly coolReady as a beaver, with any kind of toolPatient and kindAnd fruitful in mindHandsome, hunky, ineligible to drool
One of the days I fell terribly ill and so --
I dunno if it was the jet-lag's clampTo send my stomach into severe crampsSo I bore my crossAnd purged the drossAnd endured the night like an olympian champ!