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
wh at 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
cance led 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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BUT,
we love her!