> >My son came home from school one day,
> >A smirk was on his face.
> >He'd decided he was smart enough
> >To put me in my place.
> >
> >HE SAID:
> >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 don't have to clean my room,
> >Don't have to cut my hair.
> >No one can tell me what to think,
> >How to 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,
> >Be tattooed from head to toes.
> >
> >AND if you ever spank me,
> >I'll charge you with the crime,
> >I'll back up all my charges,
> >With the marks on my behind.
> >
> >HE SAID:
> >Don't you ever touch me,
> >This body's for MY use,
> >Not for your hugs and kisses,
> >That's just more child abuse.
> >
> >HE CONTINUED WITH:
> >Don't preach about your morals,
> >Like your mama did to you.
> >That's nothing but your 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,
> >Better known as C.S.D.
> >
> >MY TURN!
> >Well, of course, my natural instinct
> >Was to toss him out the door.
> >But the chance to teach a lesson,
> >Made me think a little more.
> >
> >I mulled it over carefully,
> >I couldn't let this go.
> >A little smile crept to my face...
> >He was messing with a pro!
> >
> >AND AWAY WE GO!
> >Next day I took him shopping, A
> >t the local Good Will store,
> >I told him, pick out all you want!
> >There are shirts & pants galore.
> >
> >I've called and checked with C.S.D.,
> >They said they didn't care,
> >If I bought you K-Mart shoes,
> >Instead of Nike Airs.
> >
> >OH!  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 that raging appetite,
> >And wait 'til dinner time.
> >We're having liver and onions.
> >It's a favorite dish of mine.
> >
> >He ASKED:
> >Can we stop to rent a movie,
> > So I can watch the VCR?
> >Sorry, I said, I sold your TV,
> >For new tires on my car.
> >
> >I also rented out your room,
> >You can take the couch instead.
> >The C.S.D.  requires
> >just a roof above your head.
> >
> >Your clothing won't be trendy now,
> >I'll choose the food 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?
> >....GO CALL THE C.S.D!!
> >
> > Share this one with some moms (& dads) you know....
> >or better yet some kids!!! >>
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