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Touch Me - Monday

STAND Sit kneel Rollover Quack like a duck Do as your told boy Smile don’t worry sonny Life it is for the living Make something out of yourself boy And always practice the golden rule Shoulders back chest out chin down take charge GO fishing not today son I’ve got work Have you forgotten your chores sonny mommy can we go to the park sorry there’s shopping to do clean your room it’s a mess Do as your told boy Just you wait till Your father Gets home STOP!

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Diane Locksley

Date: 4/29/2011 3:26:00 PM

This could have been any day of the week where I grew up Edwin. My folks were always on my back trying to get me to clean up my room. I'd rather go fishing. Good luck in the contest. Best to you, Diane

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/25/2011 5:33:00 PM

You had me giggling, Edwin. Parents dictates to their children probably do sound like the commands we give to dogs -- sit, speak, etc. From a child's perspective, the "Wait till your father gets home" is very ominous. I just hated hearing those words -- almost as much as being told to clean my room. What a cool approach to the contest theme! Wishing you success. Love, Carolyn