Poem to MOM

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    Poem to MOM
                   My son  came home from school one day,
                        With a smirk upon his face.
                      He decided he was smart enough,
                           To put me in my place.
                    'Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
                        that's taught by Mr. Wright?
                       It's all about the laws today,
                      The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'
                     It says I need not clean my room,
                         Don't have to cut my hair
                     No one can tell me what to think,
                         Or speak, or what to wear.
                       I have freedom from religion,
                        And regardless what you say,
                        I don't have to bow my head,
                      And I sure don't have to pray..
                       I can wear earrings if I want,
                        And pierce my tongue & nose.
                    I can read & watch just what I like,
                       Get tattoos from head to toe.
                         And if you ever spank me,
                       I'll charge you with a crime.
                        I'll back up all my charges,
                        With the marks on my behind.
                          Don't you ever touch me,
                         My body's only for my use,
                       Not for your hugs and kisses,
                       that's just more child abuse.
                      Don't preach about your morals,
                         Like your Mama did to you.
                   That's nothing more than mind control,
                           And it's illegal too!
                    Mom, I have these children's rights,
                         So you can't influence me,
                 Or I'll call Children's Services Division,
                          Better known as C.S.D.'
                          Mom's Reply and Thoughts
                      Of course my first instinct was
                         To toss him out the door.
                    But the chance to teach him a lesson
                        Made me think a little more.
                        I mulled it over carefully,
                          I couldn't let this go.
                        A smile crept upon my face,
                          he's messing with a pro.
                        Next day I took him shopping
                        At the local Goodwill Store.
                    I told him, 'Pick out all you want,
                       there's shirts & pants galore.
                   I've called and checked with C.S.D ...
                         Who said they didn't care
                        If I bought you K-Mart shoes
                        Instead of those Nike Airs..
                       I've canceled that appointment
                        To take your driver's test.
                         The C.S.D. Is unconcerned
                       So I'll decide what's best. '
                      I said 'No time to stop and eat,
                         Or pick up stuff to munch.
                    And tomorrow you can start to learn
                        To make your own sack lunch.
                       Just save the raging appetite,
                         And wait till dinner time.
                       We're having liver and onions,
                         A favorite dish of mine.'
                    He asked 'Can I please rent a movie,
                            To watch on my VCR?'
                        'Sorry, but I sold your TV,
                          For new tires on my car.
                        I also rented out your room,
                       You'll take the couch instead.
                            The C.S.D. Requires
                        Just a roof over your head.
                     Your clothing won't be trendy now,
                          I'll choose what we eat.
                    That allowance that you used to get,
                        Will buy me something neat..
                       I'm selling off your jet ski,
                         Dirt-bike & roller blades.
                  Check out the 'Parents Bill of Rights',
                           It's in effect today!
                       Hey hot shot, are you crying,
                         Why are you on your knees?
                    Are you asking God to help you out,
                            Instead of C.S.D..?'      

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Originally posted 2010-03-24 07:00:45. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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