"The Stories Mama Told Me"

Mary had a little lamb,
The doctor was surprised.
We watched 'Humpty Dumpty
Get smashed before our eyes.

Jack jumped over the candlestick,
The cow jumped over the moon.
Snow white lived with seven old men,
Now that should make you swoon.

Peter, Peter, was a pumpkin eater,
Jack Spratt could eat no fat.
Mary, Mary was quite contrary,
And Puss in Boots was a cat.

Old King Cole was a merry ol' soul.
And the old lady lived in a shoe.
Mother Hubbard's cupboard was always bare.
The wicked witch mixed up a brew.

The baby's cradle was up in a tree,
And cock robin was shot dead.
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
And the three blind mice just fled.

Little Jack Horner was alone in the corner,
And one mouse ran up the clock.
Little Boy Blue fell asleep in the stack
When he should have been minding the flock.

Little Miss Muffet, sat on her tuffet,
And the blackbirds were stuffed in a pie.
Red Riding Hood was chased by a wolf,
Georgie Porgie made all the girls cry.

Cinderella lost her shoe at the Ball,
And Pinocchio became a real boy
Dorothy and Toto got lost in a storm,
And the Witch of the West was coy.

Peter Pan knew how to fly,
And Kermit the frog was green.
The 'Fiddlers Three' were called by the King,
And Spratt's wife would eat no lean.

Rub-a Dub Dub, Three men in a tub,
Just picture that in your mind.
Then we have a Bunny, who lays Easter Eggs,
He has to be one of a kind.

Don't forget Santa, who sneaks into your house,
And the witch who rides on a broom.
The 'Headless Horseman' who rides only at night,
And the shadows you see in your room.

You ask yourself, what does this mean,
These rhymes and fairy tales?
If children heard these things, while young,
They'd soon fill up our jails.

There is violence and killings,
Spooky tales to cloud your mind.
They had no redeeming values,
Why were parents so unkind?

Well, let me tell you my side,
I heard these stories every night.
While Mama tucked me into bed
And then kissed me 'goodnight'.

Mom explained that they were stories,
That had a message loud and clear.
For when you found the good in life,
There was nothing left to fear.

So please don't blame the kids today,
For what they see on TV.
They must be taught what's right and wrong,
And it begins with you and me.

They grow up to be what they were taught.
They mimic all that you do.
Our children become what we have sown
The 'Product' depends on YOU!

Joe Pielmeier Sr.  5/2001
Joe Went To Heaven On 12/05/02
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