Stuck in the middle with you is a good song.
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I don't do songs. At least I don't do them very well.
I do poems.
This is a poem I wrote a few years ago ... for the Tax-chick family!
Middlin’
I’m in the middle here at home.
I go to middle school.
When people ask me how things are,
"Just middlin’" is the rule.
No one thinks that I can do,
The things that others can.
And yet if something has gone wrong,
They think I’ve hatched a plan.
Don’t get me wrong, I’d like to be,
The secret, stalking prankster,
But what I’d really like to do,
Is be a bigger sister.
"I’ll watch the little ones tonight.
You go and have some fun."
I’d like to earn the trust of folks,
And get some big things done.
"I’ve got my driver’s license, Mom,
I’ll get the milk and bread."
I want to be much more than just,
A mouth that should be fed.
But growing up takes lots of time,
And patience from the others.
I wish they’d have some more of what,
Is wasted on my brothers.
NicknamedBob . . . . January 28, 2007
'Course, if someone wants to make it into a song, (hint, hint), well, that would be okay with me.
Who knows? Maybe the Andrews Sisters got started that way.
So’s “Takin’ Care of Business.”
I still think “Sweet Home, Alabama” is my favorite, but it’s probably illegal now.