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  1. #1

    Join Date
    Mar 2006

    Default A Poem...

    This is American but DON'T MESS WITH MOM
    > The Childs Comments and Thoughts
    > 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..?"
    > Send to all people that have teenagers or have already raised teenagers,
    > or have children who will soon be teenagers or those who will be parents
    > OR ANYONE WHO'D JUST GET A LAUGH ...I love this One!!!
    > from a MOM
    > (Mean Old Mother.)
    I'm sure you'll get the drift.

  2. #2

    Join Date
    Sep 2004
    Sydney's Norwest


    Natalie, I love it. Sounds just right for my house at the moment.

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