Poem to MOM-- and also MOM's reply...to funny not to share ....

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I'm sure many of us (me included- although I have no children- I have a 19 year old sister) have had to deal with a rebellious teen at one time or another...check out this poem and its reponse...I thought it too cute not to post and useful to those that may be going thru hard times with terrible teens now :) My son cam home from school one day, With a smirk upon her 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 sure don't have to pray. I can wear earrings if I want, And pierce my toungue & nose. I can read & watch just what I like, Get tattoos from head to toe. 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 yu hugs and kisses, That's just more child abuse. Don't preach about our morals, Like your Mama did to you. That's nothing more that mind control, And it's illegal too! Mom, I have these chldren's rights, So you can't influence me. Or I'll call Children's Services Division, Beter known as C.S.D. [b]Mom's Reply & Thoughts 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. 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 calld and checked with C.S.D. Who said they didn't care If I bought you K-Mart shoes Instead of thos Nike Airs. 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 u stuff to munch. And tomorrow you 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 favorit dish of mine. \ He asked, "Can I please rent a movie", To watch on my VCR, Sorry, but I sold you TV, For new tires on my car. I also rented out your room, You'll take the couch instead. The C.S.D. requires Just a roof over your head. Your clothing won't be trendy now, 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? Why are you on your knees? Are you asking God to help you out, Instead of C.S.D.? MOM = Mean Old Mother[/b]