Dont mess with Mum or Dad.

[Maywalk]

I think this is great and ought to be printed out for many teenagers and stuck on their bedroom wall.
I read the printed version about four years ago but someone has put it into a poem which I think is very good.



Don't Mess With Dad (or Mum)

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 citizenship,
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,
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 Mother did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!

I have these children's rights,
so you can't influence me,
or I'll call in Child Protection Division,
better known as C.P.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 Woolworth Store.
I told him, "Pick out all you want,
there's shirts & pants galore.

I've called and checked with C.P.D.
who said they didn't care
if I bought you cheap shoes
instead of those Nike Airs.

And I've cancelled that appointment
to take your driver's test.
The C.P.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 packed lunch.

Just save the raging appetite,
and wait till dinner time.
We're having liver and onions,
a favourite dish of mine.

He asked "Can I please rent a video,
to watch on my VCR?"
"Sorry, but I sold your TV,
for new tyres on my car.

I also rented out your room,
you'll take the couch instead.
All the C.P.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 computer,
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.P.D..?"

[dejavou]

Now that really proves there's no substitute for experience

[DaisyB]

I remember my eldest son coming home from school spouting off his 'rights' as I was showing my friend some photos. He told me that I wasn't to show photos of him to anyone without his permission. Fair enough then, says I, that'll be £2.99 for the film and developing please then you can have the photos to do with as you please.
Another time, when I smacked him for some misdeamour he said 'that's right resort to violence'. A couple of years ago he came back from Tescos moaning about the behaviour of various children there, 'what they need is a bl**dy good hiding' he said. Funny how their attitudes change when they grow up.

[Rowan]

I do hope sop Daisy!!

Loved it Maisie - gives me a few hints too!!