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by Barbara Lynn Terry
"Mother, may I know what this all about?"
"You know what! Why were you out?!"
"I asked if I could see my friend."
"That's it! This is the end!"
"Mother, why are you so mad?"
"I've had it! You are nothing but bad!"
I didn't know what to say,
It had been a very happy day,
Until I walked in the door,
That is when I almost hit the floor.
She yelled and screamed her tirade,
Raining down on my happy parade.
Everything was my fault,
In her anger I was caught,
Like a fish on a hook,
And Sad I could only look
Into her raging red eyes,
"Nothing good comes from guys!"
"You are just a stupid brat!
And just for all of that,
I am through with you,
Because you never listen or do
Anything I ever tell to you!"
"Don't you look me in the eye!"
"Mother what is wrong with my friend?"
"You know prefectly well! This is the end!
I have had it! I am sending you away!"
"Mother, you said I could have the day."
"I never did!"
"Mother, why are you blowing your lid?
I've been really good."
"Not hanging with that hood!"
"Mother, my friend is really nice."
"Really? Good? Just like pesky mice!"
I hung my head, and went to bed,
I lay there thinking what she said.
What was it she thought I had done,
In March of nineteen sixty one?
With super love and big as the sky hugs,
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."