The day I turned 7 years,

My mother sat me down

Said now I was a big girl,

I'd have to help her out

She made a list

Of chores to do

And made a list

Of punishments

She basically wrote down

What would last

8 years long…

Do the dishes

Clean the kitchen

The living room

The family room

(The house)

But something she

Never expected

Was to me to

Not only do

What she told me

But also raise her sons,

So when I finally ran away

"Her" babies hated her

And she begged me

To return.