Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 07:01
Is this the one??
Don't Mess With 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 and nose.
I can read and watch just what I like,
and get tattoos from head to toes.
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.
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.
The next day I took him shopping
at the local Goodwill Store.
I told him,"Pick out all you want,
there's shirts and 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.
And 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,
to put new tires on my car."
I also rented out your room,
you'll take the couch instead.
All the C. S. D. requires is
a roof for over your head.
Your clothing won't be trendy now,
and 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 and roller blades.
Check out the "Parents Bill of Rights,"
It's in effect today!
Hey hot shot, are you crying,
and why are you on your knees?
Are you asking God to help you out,
instead of C. S. D..?
Sandy
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Follow Up By: Nudenut - Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:38
Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:38
spot on...exact biography of my son...
i've tried but all i want to do now is toss him out the door
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Follow Up By: Member - Beatit (QLD) - Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:45
Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:45
Hey Nudie,
When you work out HOW, can you let me know. Read somewhere that these kids are tagged the "lost generation" but
mine ALWAYS finds his way
home!
Kind regards
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Follow Up By: Nudenut - Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 12:29
Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 12:29
beatit...i'm as happy as a pig in sheit now!
glad to see i'm not the only one who is suffering....i think yours and
mine er hers were taught navigation by the same instructor...
mine er hers comes
home too!
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Follow Up By: Member - Beatit (QLD) - Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 14:08
Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 14:08
Brother I hear you! The first time he left
home he moved in with the local bikie gang - but this only lasted 3 months when they kicked him out for not paying rents and being too messy????!!!! (thought this would have been a winner with this crowd - obviously don't live according to their public image). Came back with even more bad habits and an attitude as
well.
Thought I'd mention this one so you can cross it of your list of possible solutions, would give you all the other to cross off while your at it but I would probably exceed the max posting size!
Kind regards (and lots of luck)
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Follow Up By: Nudenut - Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 15:57
Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 15:57
mine didnt have to get a chance to live with local bikies ....we thought we had a moral obligation to warn them hehehe
oh god forgive for doing that
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