Mother, Mother, Can I Play
‘Mother, mother, can I play
for I haven’t been out all day?
My friends are all out in the street,
eagerly awaiting me to meet.’
‘Not until your homework’s done,
which you haven’t even yet begun,
nor the chores your father set,
have you completed as of yet!’
‘Oh, mother, mother, that’s not fair,
homework wasn’t set ‘I swear!’
and all my chores are simply done,
despite your claim I’ve not begun!’
‘Billy liar, that’s who you are!
That’s why your nose grows out so far!’
I’ll have a word with father so
and see if he will let you go!’
‘You’ll find him in the garden shed,
making you a shelf’ I said.
I saw my mother disappear,
then I knew my path was clear.
Copyright © Ronald D Thompson | Year Posted 2019
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