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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My Mutinous Mum I thought my own Dad was patient and so cool And Mum’s temper; pretentious as itchy wool: For no reason her Temper was hot, so I thought- Its sundry Duties that respite gave her nought! Iron Amazon now all gone, ideas begin to show; Ready pinch and her hot rebuke give me chow! I remember my late Mother’s indefatigable lips Disciplinarian of Love’s with relentless whips And Fast Rules like: “You don’t talk when eating!” Or blatantly: “You stop eating when talking!” Iron Amazon now all gone, ideas begin to show Had I reviled, would I’ve got Life’s sweet chow? A reason had she to separate Grain from chaff: “A Rod not spared bestows an efficacious stuff.” So, like a Cowgirl, she cracked the whiplash In her usual Marching Drill: Left, Right and Right; “Boy, sleep well and NO bed-wetting tonight!” Iron Amazon, now all gone, ideas begin to show; Had I denigrated her, I’d have missed my chow! Would I’ve heeded anybody and go to School Had she not stepped in proving no cosy wool? Her cautious mind got me into a smart spank Lavished in porridge when lessons I did bunk!! Iron Amazon all gone, now ideas begin to show; Her force to resist would’ve deprived me chow! Mum in my Dad she had a sweet Boy of a Friend Yet: “Girls, no!” She called illicit love “Ugly Fiend.” “Old-fashioned Goat”, I thought, she surely was- Clap-infected, she proved a Goat eating no grass! Iron Amazon, now all gone, ideas begin to show; Would you heed Hot Mum to elude Aids’ blow! That my Mum was hard to inveigle or to please- She wanted being wild to terminate or decrease. Lie to your detriment, she could read lying mind- Caught, you’d get a tanning on the behind!! Iron Amazon, all gone, now ideas begin to show; Had I a hardened Liar, would I eat this chow? A perfect Teacher in Church at Sunday School Who, one day made me crawl on fours like a fool: Acting me a Donkey- though Joseph be my name!- While a girl rode me like Jesus into Jerusalem! Iron Amazon, all gone, now ideas begin to show; Had I not heeded God, I’d have faced Sin’s blow! JM 02nd December 2013
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