Dinnertime Stories

Did you know that it is dinner, my dear? You forever in your room thee door shut. You needeth join us, lend a willing ear? Thee father has great stories of wisdom. You make your ears always deaf to our speech, Refusal brings no supper to your plate. Ungrateful child, listen to your dad preach, Remember, child, we are your parent, great. Be kind, attentive, heed our earnest plea, “To get away from the noise,” do not lie. Never rebel, hush harsh words, thee not free, For rest and for quiet, so thee can cry. The excuses you invent, my child, poor, Time thee grow up–thee ask help nevermore.