Leave them children be

Stay in your sandbox and mingle with your peers.

Mommy has better things to do than dig around with a spade and put up with your incessant charades.

Little boys, frolick in the sun, with your golden hairs, keep them away from me.

The Booze, The Bawls, and The Boys.

Oh, I have had my fill.

Now, I'm just ill.