Sweet and innocent, as she may seem,
A helping hand, at every extreme.
Smiles and laughter, She brings to you home,
When she is around, you never feel alone.
Thoughtful words, that come from her heart,
A delectable lady, could never be a tart.
Loving and caring, never lets anyone down,
Just a happy young lady, you never see her frown.
Cold and decieving, you would never have thought,
Bringing you down, but she never gets caught.
A scheming malicious women, she has a plan,
To take your children and your man.
Behind your back she snarls and snares,
That smile turns to a frown, and her teeth she does bare.
A tart with no heart, her past you do not know,
This is her hobby, she will kill you and go.
The hand that rocks the cradle, has a heart made of stone,
She will never give up on your family, she will never leave you alone.
The hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand that holds a knife,
To stab you in the back, and cause you trouble and strife.
The hand that rocks the cradle, you trust her with your heart,
But when she gets the chance, she'll tear your family apart.
Watch who you trust because as nice as they may seem,
Someone always gets hurt, as they manipulate and scheme.
So take this as a warning, that nanny with a smile,
She may come across as innocent, but deep down she is vile.
