She hid in the shadows, waiting to strike.
She kept my life calm, until she yelled, “Psych!”
Out came the babies and life took a turn.
She laughed knowing I had no money to burn.
Viruses, barfing and spreading disease,
Boogers and farting between asthma wheeze.
My house? Oh so dusty…
My wardrobe? A loss.
She’s made my life crazy….
Her name is Chaos.