Don't mess with Mom..
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> 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.
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> I can wear earrings if I want, And pierce my tongue & nose.
> I can read & 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 & pants galore.
>
> I've called and checked with C.S.D. who said they didn't care if I
> bought you WalMart 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, for 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 & 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..?
