Oh you nits, you lice, you bugs You crawl around his head so smug On the 1st day back at school It really isn't very cool Out comes the comb & the mousse And through the tears I will unloose Your vicious hold upon his hair It's 8am - it isn't fair! It's a war zone in our bathroom As I eradicate the bugs of doom As if we didn't have enough Of things to do & other stuff To get ourselves to the gates Of the school & now we're late Oh critters of the head & hair Expunged you'll be from your lair
I'm going to flush you down the bath Oh motherhood - you've gotta laugh!*