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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.

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Date: 7/30/2019 1:12:00 PM
While I didn't exactly identify with Mom here, I can't say that I dismiss her accusation out-of-hand. (Boy, am I getting old and cranky!) :) gw
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Ronald D Thompson
Date: 7/30/2019 2:56:00 PM
Thanks Gershon. More a tongue in cheek characterisation that factual but a hint of truth. Always appreciate your valuable comments. Best wishes RT
Date: 7/29/2019 4:44:00 PM
Great poem...I could see this little boy so clearly!
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Ronald D Thompson
Date: 7/29/2019 4:46:00 PM
Thank you Jeanne. x

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