Screaming Stevie

Screaming Stevie screamed all day.
“Mom!! I’m going out! Okay?!”
“Mom and dad! I’ll be right back!!”
“Dad! I’ll be out back with Jack!”

“Mom and dad! I’m home,” he’d cry.
“Sis, I’m going skating! Bye!”
“Darn it, mom, I slipped and fell!”
“Bring a Bandaid(r) quick!,” he’d yell.

“Goin’ fishin’ sis!” he’d shout,
slamming doors and stomping out.
Stomping back, he’d blow a kiss,
Screaming, “Smell ya later, sis!”

But mom and dad don’t really mind.
Their Stevie’s often sweet and kind.
I bet they’ll miss their screaming son,
When Steve moves out (he’s 31!).

by Donna Lee Murphy
Copyright 2007