“When I was on the bus with Dad,
He told me to give up my seat to a lady”
A little boy told his mum “good boy
You were right to listen to your daddy”
“But mum you don’t understand”
He said “I was sitting on daddy's knee”
“When I was on the bus with Dad,
He told me to give up my seat to a lady”
A little boy told his mum “good boy
You were right to listen to your daddy”
“But mum you don’t understand”
He said “I was sitting on daddy's knee”
Nonreligious kids are ill-informed
When asked the
difference between
The New and Old
Testament
Only one child bothered
to speak up
And he thought the
Kindle version
Must be the New Testament
A toddler starts chewing on a slug
As mum looks on and
squirms
But she asked what it
tasted like
And the toddler replied
“Worms”
Darkness descended since
We lost our brightest
light
Daddy carries you in
his arms
In that tiny coffin
gleaming white
Goodbye my precious
little angel
I will see you in the
sky tonight
The general consensus
Is that it is
inappropriate
To spank a child, and
rightly so
Therefore, with my own
children
And grandchildren for
that matter
I adopted a different
tack
Whenever one of the
little darlings
Goes into “meltdown”
I take the unhappy
child
For a ride in the car
Where I find it
possible to talk to them
Some say it's the cars
vibration
Or the rhythm of the
vehicle
Or maybe it’s just
escaping
The modern-day gadgets
Whatever it is I
always find
A twenty-minute car
ride
With them tied to the
roof rack
Always does the trick
The children like to sing
In the family broom,
broom
Anything and
everything
The kids call them
cartoons
I was raised as an only child
By my father and
mother
Which really pissed
off
My sister and my brother
“Dad, where did I get my intelligence?'
The young schoolboy asked his father
“Well son
as I still have mine” he said
My son had a eureka moment
And I was
quite impressed
He discovered
that the volume knob
Could also
turn to the left
Original Fairy Tales
Were not devised
To scare children
And inform them
That monsters existed
Children already knew
There were monsters
What Fairy Tales did
Was to teach children
That monsters
Could be beaten
Tiny thing
A new baby
Totally dependent
A new life
That new Parents
Have to keep alive
Like a Tamagotchi
But without a reset
I hear a singing child
Innocently engrossed
In childish play
Singing sweetly
To her audience of
dolls
Safely oblivious
In her enchanted world
Would that it could
Always be that way
At our church there is
Something of a
controversy
In regards to when a
foetus
Can be considered a
baby
A few of us believe
that
An unborn foetus in
Surrey
Only becomes viable
when
It has graduated university
I put Ginger in the Curry
And my kids are angry
at that
I thought it was very
tasty
But they really loved
that cat
You should never raise
Your hands to your children
And for that, there
Is a very good reason
Not that I’m saying
They shouldn’t be
corrected
But you must never
Leave your nuts
unprotected
I remember like yesterday
That cold and crispy
morn
And just how proud I
felt
On the day my son was
born
Where the white rabbit went
Then young Alice
followed
And down a rabbit hole
they went
I just heard about an incident
That is reportedly
true
Concerning a hospital
That has caused a to
do
About the baby’s face
Somebody taped a dummy
to
Well, I have kids
myself
And I would, wouldn’t
you?
A loving atmosphere, at home,
Is such an important
thing
A tranquil harmonious
home
Is vital to your well
being
Do all you can to
create one
By not having
offspring
When the children were young
They just gave me a
headache
Now that they’re older
They are more of a heartache