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Life with a Teenage SonA Rebellious Cause Anyone who ever had a teenage son, Knows that battles are never won; For I never remember in my day, Having such an attitude as that way; Always complaining loves to whine, Never seem to understand a deadline; Seems to have such a rebellious nature, That debates more than the legislature; Disciplining only makes things worse, It is almost as though like having a curse; I pray to God and ask what I did so wrong, Having a teenage son that is so headstrong; He knows all the words of his rock music, But with his math he's not so enthusiastic; He plays computer games than homework, When you lecture him, he goes berserk! Teenage girls in bikinis are his heartthrob, Any chores and he act like it's not his job; I just keep my patience and every day, Ask God to give me strength as I pray. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2003 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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