Blue Hole

I told my son sternly, "I don't want blue ink dots in your white dress I just washed without any spots" Next day, back from school, my son was the best boy I knew for sure behind that behaviour was a ploy Changed clothes, ate his meal without making a fuss. "Why should I finish my homework?", did not discuss School dress normally thrown here and there Despite searching, couldn't find it anywhere Asked him where have you dumped it? I put it in the washer. Don't worry, no ink stains in it! Happily I took his school dress to see Only to find a blue hole in knee Did you fall? How did your dress get torn? This hole was not there when morn you had worn I don't know he gave me a sheepish grin There are no bruises in my skin I knew the hole was made by my son To remove ink stain, he had done All because I was strict, I must confess I had to rush to market and buy a new dress