Mummy was starting to feel stressed about her daughter’s party so she penned a poem about the importance of the RSVP.
A little plea to parents everywhere,
Please help me out before I despair.
Standing before you is just another mum,
Persuaded by her kid to do something dumb,
My daughter she begged for a party at soft play,
Invites were sent – well over twenty I’d say.
Weeks are passing and it’s nearly time,
But my RSVP list shows only nine.
“How many days now?” she asks me daily,
“Have you heard from Luke’s mum and what about Kayleigh?”
I nod and smile and say “it’s just a few weeks,”
As I glance at my phone and pray that it beeps.
I know that you’re busy, hun. Us parents always are,
But RSVP and I promise you a pint because there’s a bar.
Please let me know if little Alfie can make it,
So I can buy a Colin Caterpillar cake – hell, I might even bake it.
Modern life is manic so I will cut you some slack,
But what do I have to do to get you to text a mother back?
I can offer you sausage rolls, sandwiches and of course, Haribo,
Please just tell me if I should expect young Jo,
I’ve got to make the party bags and plan a game or two,
All I need is a simple yes or no from you.
I’ve given you my number and I have told you the date,
If your child loves Wotsits, I’ll provide a whole plate,
I’m writing this in the hope you’ll find it funny,
But seriously, I’ve parted with quite a lot of money.
That’s it, it’s the end of my little plea,
I look forward to receiving your RSVP…😬😊😉👍