What did Whoozyermama get for Christmas? Cuz she's been good, oh-so-good, dontcha know?
Surely not tufts of pure, cold clean snow?
Big crusty eye boogies and trails of yellow snot
fleeing the young nose of her perfect little tot.
A visit to Kaiser and amoxicillin where her sweet little baby was confirmed to be illin'.
And who over yonder makes the ground swell? None other than our own little Jezebel.
Oh yes and just when it couldn't get any better, the illness, it got her and vetted to bed her.
"But why Whoozyermama are you in such a snit?"
T'was the flu that got me and not that Brad Pitt.