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A Mothers Poem



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 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 someday
From  a MOM
(Mean Old Mother.)