princesssuzie
Foundation Member
My daughter came home from school one day,
with a smirk upon her face.
She decided she was smart enough,
to put me in my place.
Guess what I learned in High School,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The "children's Bill of Rights."
It says I need no 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,
get tattoos from head to toe.
And if you ever smack 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 Mum did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!
Mum, 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 her out the door.
But the chance to teach her 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,
she's messing with a pro.
Next day I took her shopping
At the local Good Sammy store.
I told her "Pick out all you want,
there's skirts, dresses 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 cancelled 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 school lunch.
Just save the raging appetite,
and wait till dinner time.
We're having lambs fry and onions
A favourite of mine!
with a smirk upon her face.
She decided she was smart enough,
to put me in my place.
Guess what I learned in High School,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The "children's Bill of Rights."
It says I need no 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,
get tattoos from head to toe.
And if you ever smack 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 Mum did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!
Mum, 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 her out the door.
But the chance to teach her 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,
she's messing with a pro.
Next day I took her shopping
At the local Good Sammy store.
I told her "Pick out all you want,
there's skirts, dresses 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 cancelled 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 school lunch.
Just save the raging appetite,
and wait till dinner time.
We're having lambs fry and onions
A favourite of mine!
