A Note To My Dear Child
There is no Teen who understands,
Why Mothers only have two Hands;
So watch yourselves and mend your Ways,
And heed indeed each Mother's Phrase!
"Take out the Trash; clean up your Room;
Please walk the Dog and here's the Broom;
So Bathroom, share! Get off the Throne!
Get off the Couch! Get off the Phone!
Now clear the Table; brush your Teeth;
Just make your Bed; look underneath;
Please use a Tissue when you sneeze;
And Money doesn't grow on Trees!
This Call's for you, some new Heartthrob;
Go do your Homework; get a Job;
Then fold the Laundry; mow the Lawn;
You will not smoke; be Home by Dawn!
Why can't you turn that Volume down?
You'll blast the Neighbors out of Town!
Tuck in your Shirt; you're acting strange;
Put on a Coat; bring back some Change!
Now do the Dishes; don't forget;
You can't go out; your Hair's still wet;
And chew your Food; just sit up straight;
Turn out the Lights; please watch your Weight!
Oh give it up; it's just a Fad;
You'll drive us all stark raving mad;
It won't come out; it must be Ink;
Who left these Sneakers in the Sink?
Your Friend's green Eyebrows are bizarre;
And, no, you may not drive my Car;
No Body piercing nor Tattoos;
I'm not your Maid; pick up those Shoes!
Oh lighten up and don't talk back;
You'll give your Dad a Heart Attack;
Just stop the fighting; get a Life;
You really need to get a Wife!
Wake up, right now, it's Time for School!"
Are not the Words of Mothers, cruel;
These are the very Words you'll say,
When you're a Parent, too, someday!
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© Howard B. Eskin 2004