My Mom e-mailed this to me, and I thought it worth passing along, particularly to the
youth of today who are being brainwashed by our public school system. 
 
The Childrens Bill of Rights
 
    My son came home from school one day,
    With a silly grin on his face.
    He thought he was smarter than me, his Mom,
    And could put me in my place.
 
    HE SAID:
    Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
    That's taught by Mr. Wright.
    It's about the laws of the land today.
    It's called THE CHILDREN'S BILL OF RIGHTS.
 
    IT SAID:
    I don't have to clean my room.
    I don't have to cut my hair.
    Nobody can tell me what to eat.
    My freedom of speech is guaranteed.
    It's my choice of what I read, or watch on TV.
 
    I have freedom of religion,
    And regardless of what you say,
    I don't have to ask your God for help -
    I DON'T HAVE TO PRAY.
 
    I can wear an earring in my ear,
    And, if I want, can pierce my nose.
    It's my choice if I so desire,
    To tattoo Satan's numbers across my toes.
 
    AND if you try to spank me,
    I will charge you with the crime,
    And I can back up all my charges,
    With the marks on my behind.
 
    HE SAID:
    Don't ever touch me,
    This body is only for my use.
    Not for your hugs and kisses and stuff,
    That's just another form of child abuse.
 
    HE CONTINUED WITH:
    Don't fill my head with morals,
    Like your mama did to you.
    That's what's called mind control
    And it's illegal too!
 
    Mom, I have these children's rights.
    You can't do a thing to me.
    I can call Children's Services,
    Better known as C.S.D.
 
    MY TURN!!!
 
    My very first impression was,
    To toss this boy out the door,
    But here was a chance to teach him a lesson,
    For once and ever more.
 
    I took my time and mulled it over,
    I couldn't let this go.
    This kid of mine didn't realize,
    That he was messing with a pro!
 
    AND AWAY WE GO................
    The next day we went shopping,
    And in spite of every plea,
    I didn't buy him 501s or shirts
    Designed by Nike.
 
    I had called and talked to C.S.D,
    They said they didn't care,
    If I bought him K-Mart shoes,
    Or a pair of Nike Airs.
 
    AND THEN:
    I canceled his appointment
    To test his driving skills.
    I'd probably be dead by now,
    If only looks could kill!
 
    I SAID:
    There's no time to stop and eat,
    Or pick up stuff to munch.
    I think you should follow C.S.D's advice,
    And make yourself a sack lunch.
 
    So, what if you are too hungry,
    To wait 'til dinner time?
    Well, we're having liver and onions,
    'Cause it's a favorite dish of mine.
 
    HE ASKED:
    Can we stop to get a movie,
    So I can watch it on the VCR?
    Absolutely not! I sold the TV in your room
    And bought new tires for my car.
 
    I also rented out your room,
    You really don't need a bed.
    C.S.D. says all that's required of me
    Is to put a roof over your head.
 
    I only have to buy your clothes,
    And the food that you must eat.
    The money you used to get for an allowance
    Will buy me something neat.
 
    No more eating after we shop.
    No more joking along the way.
    I too have a BILL OF RIGHTS,
    That goes into effect today!
 
    What's the matter, are your crying?
    Are you down on your knees?
    Why are you asking God for help?........
    WHY NOT CALL THE C.S.D?
 

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