The Twa Babies
He didn’t want the job at all,
Watching small children for pay.
He had no practice, no insight, no wisdom,
But his mother thought he should stay.
The parents went dining one night all alone,
Leaving poor Marc with kids.
They thought he could handle the stress and the work,
Instead, he closed his eyelids.
The children were trouble from moment the first,
Kicking and screaming, no abeyance;
This definitely threw a wrench in his plans
Of filching money from parents.
He yelled at one girl for fighting too much,
Attacked the other for a foul tone.
Neither child was cheerful or happy or gay;
They acted it for parents at home.
Suddenly, one kid died of ebola.
They never spoke it again.
It was down to one kid now,
And for she Marc had it in.
No one knows how he did what he did,
Or even why he did it.
All they know is the evil result
Of what he did and what he didn’t.
When the parents came home later that night,
The house was purely dark.
No one was spared that night
From the twisted rampage of innocent Marc.
Let all be warned of the risks and the dangers
That come with a new babysitter.
This will always be so
Until working conditions are better.