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Never Again

I’ve just come from a battlefield, Such chaos confronted my eyes. I was warned not to go but wouldn’t listen. How could I such a scene realise? My body’s still reeling from the shock. My head tortured by mental pain. Such a bloody awful mess, I’ll NEVER go in my son’s bedroom AGAIN!!! He was a very untidy teenager but I’m proud to say he turned into a wonderful young man who helps his wife to keep their own home neat and tidy.Their teenage son however.... Ah karma lol.

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 7/10/2020 1:25:00 PM

So cute and funny. Your last line, "I’ll NEVER go in my son’s bedroom AGAIN!!!" was priceless. Have a wonderful day.......

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/22/2018 9:29:00 PM

Ha, ha! What an unexpected and hilarious denouement. Your really "pulled my leg, Sylvia! Best wishes, Gershon

Brandy Nicole

Date: 10/19/2018 10:03:00 PM

Yes, of course!! :) Now his son is acting like he did. Your thoughts bring a smile. I am happy that he is keeping things tidy. Perhaps his son will, when he is older too. I know you are proud of him. Hugs, Brandy

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 10/12/2018 1:18:00 AM

Hi June, I liked that poem. I think any mother who reads it can relate to it. And heaven help you if you try to tidy it up! xoxo Jennifer

Line Gauthier

Date: 10/7/2018 9:58:00 AM

Funny, Sylvia. Good one.

P.S. Awtry

Date: 10/6/2018 10:30:00 PM

you got me!