The first time I babysat for my niece I was ten

She was a good kid about 3 months old then

The time flew by as she grew up so wicked fast

There were memories of time that you want to last

One certain cooking try was with fresh farm eggs

She broke the shell on to the floor and on my legs

The hidden dog waiting nearby gobbled up the two

We were laughing at how clean the floor was shiny too

The bread was pulled off the shelf and fell in the soapy sink

There was wet bread and I don’t have anymore I do think

Now the soggy mess went right into the garbage pail

The hidden dog tipped the can over ate the bread oh wail

Now when the not so hidden dog goes to bark with bubbles

He doesn’t tip over the trash and doesn’t give us troubles