Alan Bruce Thompson


Mother Is So Difficult


“Its all perfect, it’s all just fine,
There’s nothing wrong, I heard her whine”.

My daughter blames me for all of her chore,
But really she wants to play, finds me a bore.

She puts words in my mouth, tells that I am a fool,
When all she wants to do is lie by the pool.

”Why do they need to change what works so well?
If you ask me the youth has gone to hell! ”

“Why can’t they join the army, they should join the corps,
Change is not better, we need less not more”.

“They don’t respect me, don’t regard my years,
It’s all “Hi” and “Cool man”, with “Wow” and “cheers””.

My daughter is waiting for my body to get cold
She does not agree it’s the duty of children to care for the old.

Submitted: Monday, September 09, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013
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