I have a tornado that lives in my house,
you won't see him coming he is quiet as a mouse.
A huge mess is what you will see,
A huge mess is what you will see,
on the floor he thinks everything must be.
As soon as I pick it up it starts all over again,
one day I might lock him up in a pen. :)
This is OK being a mother this is part,
I love this little tornado with all of my heart.