Aron's Grandmother's Complaint

Aron’s a sweetie – of that there’s no doubt,

But still he’s quite often the reason I shout;

“Please stop that” or “Aron, please put that away.”

“Why can’t you just quietly sit there and play.”

“Don’t touch that” and “Please will you leave that alone,”

“Please don’t dial numbers on my mobile phone.”

“Don’t be so noisy, or we will soon find,

We’re driving the neighbour quite out of her mind.”

“Eat your dinner all up, and not just the sweet,

You’ll never grow big, if you don’t learn to eat.”

“Stop banging”, “Stop shouting”, “Stop running amok,”

“You must go to bed, it’s now past ten o’clock.”

He may be a sweetie, but oh, he’s hard work,

And sometimes I feel that I might go berserk,

If he doesn’t stop being such a typical two,

Constantly trying out something that’s new.