Babysitting

My mother left me with several kids 

Who filled my mind with their bids

And broke all kitchen lids

Making me feel like SIDS

I offer them juice and chips

They crush it under their hips

They smash my phone to the ground

It begins to ring but with no sound

I gave them balloons to cheer

But they burst in my ear

They acted like savage bears

I broke the records of most tears

Suddenly the doorbell rang

Like a clang

Kids ran like a gang

And pushed me out the door with a whang.