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Happy Mothers Day! A Poem For My Children On The Subject Of Obedience (from a mom in Lake Wobegon) There was a boy whose name was Jim And although life was good to him And gave him food and home and love He thought that it was not enough - That it was time for him to do Those things that hed been told not to. I am half grown and must be free To do those things denied to me And I shall do them all, he said. Ill spread some black dirt on my bread, And drop large objects on my toes, And I shall put beans up my nose. And every thing that, as a kid, His Mom said Dont! he went and did! He crossed his eyes and dragged his feet Threw bags of garbage in the street Leaned out windows, ran down halls Spilled on floors and wrote on walls Until at last, at half-past two He could not think of more to do! All things forbidden, he had done, And nothing had been so much fun As hed imagined when he started. He sat there, weary and down-hearted. How dull, he said. I must admit it: I fear my sins are all committed. My wild oats have all been rolled Ive saved up none for when Im old. If, in the future, I should fall Therell be no thrill in that at all! Ive committed anger, pride, and lust; Ive drank and smoked and lied and cussed. The things my Mom and Dad condemn I finished up by two pm; Everything that was not right. Now what is left to do tonight? From this, dear children, you should sense The value of obedience I tell you dont -- I mean postpone Some naughtiness for when youre grown Save up some mischief and rampages Youll enjoy them more at later ages And so, dear children - please, less noise Its eight oclock. Pick up your toys, Brush your teeth, and off to bed. ...but after all your prayers are said; The lights are out; youre quiet as mice: Whisper one word that isnt nice. Dont say ten, dont say a group Just say one, like ___ Oh! What a pleasure from one bad word! Say it a second time, and third! A terrible word, profane and vicious How bad of you...and how delicious... One is enough. The rest will keep. Now close your eyes and go to sleep.
Posted on: Sat, 10 May 2014 21:01:09 +0000

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