Was Your Mom Mean?
I know mine was.
We had the meanest
Mom in the whole world!
While other kids ate candy for breakfast,
we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast.
When others had a Pepsi and a
Twinkie for lunch,
we had to eat sandwiches.
And you can guess our Mom
fixed us a dinner that was different
from what other kids had, too.
Mom insisted on knowing
where we were at all times.
You'd think we were convicts in a prison.
She had to know who our friends were,
and what we were doing with them.
She insisted that if we said
we would be gone for an hour,
we would be gone for an hour or less.
We were ashamed to admit it,
but she had the nerve to break the
Child Labor Laws by
making us work.
We had to wash the dishes, make the beds,
learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry,
empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs.
I think she would lie awake
at night thinking
of more things for us to do.
She always insisted on us telling the truth
the whole truth, and nothing
but the truth.
By the time we were teenagers,
she could read our minds.
Then, life was really tough!
Mom wouldn't let our friends just honk
the horn when they drove up.
They had to come up to the
door so she could meet
them.
While everyone else could date when they
were 12 or 13, we had
to wait until we were 16.
Because of our Mom we
missed out on lots of
things other kids experienced.
None of us have ever
been caught shoplifting,
vandalizing other's property or ever
arrested for any crime.
It was all her fault.
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