This is a story of a day in Captain's kingdom .
Rose, Captain's fair lady,
was entrusted with a variety of duties
That kept the kingdom running as smoothly as possible.
And just as in any other day in the kingdom,
there were multiple children to be juggled.
There were numerous piles of clutter to dig through in order to find
or the other thing.
There were little people crying,
"Rose. I need this!"
"Rose. I need that!"
"He took my toy!"
"He hit me!"
"He ate my brother!"
And so it was mass chaos throughout the land.
Now Rose has been keeping up and doing her best for years.
Running here, running there.
Attempting to clean whilst tornadoes in the form of little boys run amok.
But Rose has been getting tired.
Excited for new things to come.
But upset that they're not coming as quickly as she'd like.
Endlessly waiting for Calgon to take her away
Or at least the leprechaun at the end of the rainbow.
Now on this particular day, for whatever reason, Rose was very tired.
The children seemed ten times as loud.
The inability to find things right away seemed a hundred times more irritating.
And Rose was not getting along with Captain very well.
Rose's temper was foul.
Her tears were swift.
Her thoughts were hazy and unfocused.
The children were napping,
But rest was not hers to have.
She snapped on her Captain time and again,
Until he would have none of it.
"Upstairs!" he commanded.
Slowly she moved,
Like a turtle through marshmallow,
Up, up, up the stairs
And into the bedroom.
"Get on the bed. Turn over!" Captain barked.
Rose began to quake as she heard his grumpy demeanor.
She assumed the position,
But then something happened.
All of the pent up emotion and anxiety and fatigue
That was swirling around inside
Burst through as she laid on the bed with her butt in the air
Dreading the first blow
Rose was sorry.
Sorry for being mean and nasty.
Sorry for being someone that she doesn't want to be.
Sorry that she's angry all the time.
Sorry that she's overwhelmed and can't seem to get a grip.
Just sorry sorry sorry.
And all of the sorrow poured out in sobs,
Great big, bodyshaking sobs.
And she tried to reign it in
And gain control,
Knowing that with the first strike of the wooden board
She'd have no hope of controlling them.
She tried and tried,
But the tears kept on coming.
As she tensed and waited for the blow,
She felt herself being covered up
And she heard Captain's footsteps leave the room.
Rose relaxed her head and cried.
And then just felt kind of numb.
It really was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.