Mom,

It’s Mother’s Day, you know it’s true,

That’s why I’m sending this poem to you.

I wanted to warn you somewhat in advance,

In case you planned a vacation, by chance.

I’ll be coming home again this summer,

To thank you in person – my wonderful mother.

I’ll be living with you, rent-free and all,

You’ll be doing my laundry from spring until fall.

Then, I’ll be leaving again – what a bummer!

But just know that I’m getting smarter, not dumber.

While at home, I’ll be using your car and your money,

And your gas and park pass on the days that it’s sunny.

I’ll be out every night like last summer. remember?

You won’t sleep a wink from May through September.

Love,

Your Kollege Kid