When I'm a little old lady
 Then I'll live with my children
 and bring them great joy.
 To repay all I've had
 from each girl and boy
 I shall draw on the walls
 and scuff up the floor;
 Run in and out
 without closing the door.
 I'll hide frogs in the pantry,
 socks under my bed.
 Whenever they scold me,
 I'll hang my head.
 I'll run and I'll romp,
 always fritter away
 The time to be spent
 doing chores every day.
 I'll pester my children
 when they are on the phone.
 As long as they're busy
 I won't leave them alone.
 Hide candy in closets,
 rocks in a drawer,
 And never pick up my clothes
 from off of the floor.
 Dash off to the movies
 and not wash a dish.
 I'll plead for allowance
 whenever I wish.
 I'll stuff up the plumbing
 and deluge the floor.
 As soon as they've mopped it
 I'll flood it some more.
 When they correct me,
 I'll lie down and cry,
 Kicking and screaming,
 not a tear in my eye.
 I'll take all their pencils
 and flashlights, and then
 When they buy new ones,
 I'll take them again.
 I'll spill glasses of milk
 to complete every meal,
 Eat my banana and
 just drop the peel.
 Put toys on the table,
 spill jam on the floor,
 I'll break lots of dishes
 as though I were four.
 What fun I shall have,
 what joy it will be
 To live with my children....
 the way they lived with me!

 (author unknown)