POEM: THEY ONLY DRINK FIJI WATER
They only drink Fiji water
The Arrowhead is for the dog
The kids take baths with Kiehl’s body wash
The closets are full of tiny cashmere outfits
Placed in plastic bags with clear labels on each bag
Three Nanny’s helicopter the kids
Two Nanny Volvo cars
Take trips to the Zoo
All over LA.
It’s my kids birthday!
Time for the party
A two-year-olds holiday.
With the neighborhood mom’s
And their designer jeans
Outside frail frames of bones
As eyes survey the weight of her life.
The mariachi bands roared
While Mexicans flip tortillas on the grill
And tequila floated through the veins of the party.
The baby knocked on her nose
And the Nanny grabbed the innocent fist away.
“Oh don’t worry, I haven’t had any work done so he doesn’t need to be careful.”
The woman smiled through lips of cologne and busted out
A Brite Smile.
The piñata was struck
Three times by a five-year-old boy
With long hair in his baseball costume
“Someone has anger issues.”
A father leaned in and smiled.
Parenting is hard. But let’s try and tone it down a bit and keep it real.
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Last reviewed: 19 Aug 2013