My son came home from school one day, with a silly grin on his face,
He thought he was smarter than me,
his MOM? He could put me in my place.
HE SAID:
Guess what I learned in Civics Two? That's taught by Mr. Wright.
It's about the laws of the land, today, it's called,
THE CHILDREN'S BILL OF RIGHTS.
IT SAYS:
I don't have to clean my room, or even cut my hair,
Nobody can tell me what I can eat, or choose the clothes I wear.
IT SAID:
Freedom of speech is my constitutional guarantee,
and its my choice of what I read, or watch on TV.
I have the freedom of religion, regardless of what you say,
I don't have to ask your God for help---I don't even have to pray.
IT SAID:
I can wear an earring in my ear, and pierce my nose too,
It's my choice if I so desire, to tattoo Satan's numbers, across my toes.
Hey, if you ever try to spank me, I will charge you with the crime,
and I can back up all my charges, with the marks on my behind.
HE SAID, NOW:
Don't ever touch my body again, my body is for me,
Not for hugs and kisses, that's just another form of child abuse.
HE CONTINUED WITH:
And stop trying to fill my head with morals, like your mama did to you,
Things like that is called mind control, and that's illegal too!
Mom, I have these children's rights, you can't do a thing to me,
I can call the children's services, better known as C. S. D.
MY TURN!!!!
My very first impression was to toss this boy right out the door,
But here was a chance to teach him a lesson, for once and ever more.
I took my time and mulled it over, but something like this I couldn't let go,
This kid of mine didn't realize, that he was messing with a pro!
AND AWAY WE GO!
The next day we went shopping, very much to his dismay,
I didn't buy him 501s, or shirts designed by Nike.
I called the C. S. D., they said that they didn't care,
If I bought him Volume shoes, or a pair of Nike Airs.
AND THEN:
I canceled his appointment with DMV, to test his driving SKILLS,
I'll probably be dead for sure, If only looks could kill!
I SAID: By-the-way, I don't have time to stop and eat,
or pick up stuff for you to munch,
I think you should follow C. S. Ds advice, and make yourself a sack lunch.
You say what? That you're not hungry, that you can wait until dinner time?
Well, I am fixing liver and onions, cause that a favorite dish of mine.
Can we stop to get a movie, that you can watch on the VCR?
Gosh no! I sold what was your TV, and bought four new tires for my car.
I also rented out your room, sorry, you don't really need a bed,
All I really have to do for you, Is put a roof over your head.
As long as I have to buy your clothes, and the food that you must eat,
The money I gave you for allowance, Is going to buy me something neat.
No more eating after we shop, no more joking along the way,
Son, I too have BILL OF RIGHTS, That goes into effect today.
What's the matter, why are you crying?
Why are you going down on your knees?
Why are you asking God to help you, Instead of C. S. D.?
Boy talk about tuff love....could have been written by me.....LOL