Mom’s Taxi

When I grew up
I wanted to be
A fireman
A fighter pilot
And a mom

Now I’m grown up

I put out imaginary fires
I fight the morning traffic
And I’m a mom

 

The moral of the story is
Be careful what you wish for
You might just get it
With bells on

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