I kid you not if I were a kid
I’d do back to you all the things that you did.
I’d make you a wager
That any teenager
Will get payback in full, God forbid!
You are driving me out of my mind
With your ways that are more than unkind.
Is that how I raised you?
As if nothing has phased you?
Why I oughtta spank your behind!
I can’t end this poem like this.
We’ve had many a moment of bliss
So I’ll just say I’m sorry
With motherhood comes worry
Now come over here and give your mom a kiss.