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..?"
Author: Unknown


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