During her tenth summer<BR>she loved playing mommy to baby sister.<BR>Each day baby climbed into the little red wagon<BR>pleading for a ride.<P>Because she loved the cargo<BR>little mommy pulled the wagon.<P>Looking ahead, she pulled with strong fervor.<BR>After all, baby needed mommy!<BR>Over the summer, it became routine.<BR>Little mommy had found her call.<P>Summer passed<BR>as did the years.<P>Because she loved pulling the wagon,<BR>little mommy accepted the cargo.<P>Looking ahead, she pulled with tired determiniation.<BR>After all, this was her duty!<BR>But it became a drudgery<BR>and little mommy was exhausted<P>Glancing behind, she groaned,<BR>"How did you ALL get in my wagon?<BR>I can't keep pulling much longer."<BR>(Baby sister had been joined by daddy and mommy and friends and even some strangers!)<P>Looking bewildered, they all screamed.<BR>"Stop your d****d pulling and we'll get out!"