Whose Kids These Are I Think I Know: A Robert Frost Parody

Stopping in my Room on a Hectic Evening

---A Robert Frost Parody

By the Hopeless Housekeeper



Whose kids these are I think I know.

I do not want to see them, though;

They won't catch me escaping here

If I'm quiet when I go.



You readers all must think it queer

To hide from my own kids in fear

Sneaking a bite of chocolate cake

Listening out with half an ear



But you don’t know what motherhood takes

It’s full of love, but there ain't no breaks

And you’re so tired you want to weep

So escape you must for sanity’s sake


My children are lovely, good and sweet,

But I have a spirit I need to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep

And miles to go before I sleep