Why mums invade rooms

inconsolable intrusion
or valid necessity in homemaking
turning respect on a loom of illusion
to violated occupants legalised entry through breaking

some hushed code of nonsense
acknowledged by liberals and chums
ignores the scrimping of pounds and pence
allowing for vitals, tax and rent to be paid by our mums

whose definition of a dissection of privacy
to her were the hundreds of cries of hunger,
thirst or sensitive soiled nappies that would see
mum run from a deities call to tend her chigger

needy until it suits them, then rude
demanding respect! "I nursed you from my own swollen chest,
have seen you crying & nude
yet this "privacy" we must obey at your bequest

fails to include wardrobing your freshly laundered
tracksuits & Tee's
and anyway you ungrateful growth, whilst I've got them cornered
I can check your socks for fleas.

From hence-forth, your whinging shall cease
when messrs Johnson & Johnson are still the only men
putting in the elbow grease
alongside dutiful cleanser of your fetid pen! "

Simple oratory leaves
Kevin dismayed, for Janet, 37 of Kettering in Vol.42. Issue 9 of Escort
he precociously grieves
' pour cette seule raison - je vais finir ma vie - et d'être morts'