Living with Mother

[Granny5]

Keep this in mind, motherhubbard, as I get older.

Living With Mother

We dreamed of a time when the kids were grown
To laugh and play the day away
To do the dirty any time any place
Just when ever we wanted
We worked hard and saved and
Thought of the time
We’d have for just you and me
Then Mother came to visit and decided to stay
And took all our dreams away
No parties, no friends, no private time
No place for the other family
No dirty deeds to be done today
Who needs that stuff anyway
Don’t talk about movies or books or love
Not interested in any of those things
Let’s talk about something she’ll enjoy
The topic today is constipation

[PrinceMyshkin]

Keep this in mind, motherhubbard, as I get older.

Living With Mother

We dreamed of a time when the kids were grown
To laugh and play the day away
To do the dirty any time any place
Just when ever we wanted
We worked hard and saved and
Thought of the time
We’d have for just you and me
Then Mother came to visit and decided to stay
And took all our dreams away
No parties, no friends, no private time
No place for the other family
No dirty deeds to be done today
Who needs that stuff anyway
Don’t talk about movies or books or love
Not interested in any of those things
Let’s talk about something she’ll enjoy
The topic today is constipation

I loved it until the last time - and then I loved it a whole lot MORE! Wonderful how the humour does NOT take away from the more sober tone of therest of the poem!

Your kids sure brought you up well.

[motherhubbard]

keep in mind, I will not put up with what you have put up with. But you wouldn't ask me to.

[ampoule]

Oh yikes! Very cute!

[Granny5]

I loved it until the last time - and then I loved it a whole lot MORE! Wonderful how the humour does NOT take away from the more sober tone of therest of the poem!

Your kids sure brought you up well.
Thank you kind sir.

[motherhubbard]

Oh yikes! Very cute!

cute like vomit! it's a true story! Especially the last line:lol: I have to laugh, but it's really not funny:lol:

[Pendragon]

You made my day today, Granny, with this single line:

"The topic today is constipation."

You see, my family was about the poorest in this town. But I never once was bored as a kid. I had too much imagination, and I learned to read (high-school level) before my fifth birthday. My younger brother and I were a couple of wise-cracking nuts. He's four years younger. One of our pranks was to walk up to a perfect stranger, put out a hand, shake it firmly, introduce ourselves, (fake names, of course) and say, "Could I talk to you today about common diarrhea?" Never failed to get a shock out of the other person! I was best at it as I could keep a straight face. Those were the days! I needed an uplift, and you reminded me of my childhood. Thank you.

Pen

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[Granny5]

Ampoule, in my home we seem to talk about poo more than anything else.
That's why motherhubbard likes to visit during dinner so often!

[ampoule]

Pen, you're too much. :D

[Granny5]

Pen...sounds like my upbringing. An uncle would give me money before I started school to read children books upside-down and backwards. Made some candy money that way. Did you ever turn over a toilet with someone in it? Talk about some fun!!

[Bii]

For some reason this poem reminded me of 'Warning' by Jenny Joseph:

When I am an old woman,
I shall wear purple - -
With a red hat which doesn't go,
and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves and satin sandals,
And say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
and gobble up samples in shops
and press alarm bells
and run with my stick along public railings,
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit!
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
and eat three pounds of sausages at ago,
or only bread and pickles for a week,
and hoard pens and pencils
and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,
and pay our rent
and not swear in the street,
and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner
and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me
are not too shocked and surprised
when suddenly I am old,
And start to wear purple!