<div dir="ltr"><div class="gmail_default" style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif">Perhaps you need to have both MomPersons read this:</div><div class="gmail_default" style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif"><br></div><div class="gmail_default" style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif"><br></div><div class="gmail_default" style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif"><h1 class="gmail-title gmail-vcard gmail-item" style="box-sizing:border-box;font-size:23px;margin:1.5em 0px;font-weight:normal;line-height:55px;font-family:Georgia,Palatino,serif;color:rgb(20,24,35)"><a class="gmail-nocolor gmail-fn" href="https://allpoetry.com/Disobedience" style="box-sizing:border-box;color:rgb(141,56,0);text-decoration-line:none">Disobedience</a></h1><div class="gmail-poem_body" style="box-sizing:border-box;color:rgb(20,24,35);font-family:Roboto,"Droid Sans",Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:15px">James James<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Morrison Morrison<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Weatherby George Dupree<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Took great<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Care of his Mother,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Though he was only three.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">James James Said to his Mother,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"Mother," he said, said he;<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"You must never go down<br style="box-sizing:border-box">to the end of the town,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">if you don't go down with me."<br style="box-sizing:border-box"><br style="box-sizing:border-box">James James<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Morrison's Mother<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Put on a golden gown.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">James James Morrison's Mother<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Drove to the end of the town.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">James James Morrison's Mother<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Said to herself, said she:<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"I can get right down<br style="box-sizing:border-box">to the end of the town<br style="box-sizing:border-box">and be back in time for tea."<br style="box-sizing:border-box"><br style="box-sizing:border-box">King John<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Put up a notice,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"LOST or STOLEN or STRAYED!<br style="box-sizing:border-box">JAMES JAMES MORRISON'S MOTHER<br style="box-sizing:border-box">SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN MISLAID.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">LAST SEEN<br style="box-sizing:border-box">WANDERING VAGUELY:<br style="box-sizing:border-box">QUITE OF HER OWN ACCORD,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">SHE TRIED TO GET DOWN<br style="box-sizing:border-box">TO THE END OF THE TOWN -<br style="box-sizing:border-box">FORTY SHILLINGS REWARD!"<br style="box-sizing:border-box"><br style="box-sizing:border-box">  James James<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Morrison Morrison<br style="box-sizing:border-box">(Commonly known as Jim)<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Told his<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Other relations<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Not to go blaming him.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">James James<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Said to his Mother,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"Mother," he said, said he:<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"You must never go down to the end of the town<br style="box-sizing:border-box">without consulting me."<br style="box-sizing:border-box"><br style="box-sizing:border-box">James James<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Morrison's mother<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Hasn't been heard of since.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">King John said he was sorry,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">So did the Queen and Prince.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">King John<br style="box-sizing:border-box">(Somebody told me)<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Said to a man he knew:<br style="box-sizing:border-box">If people go down to the end of the town, well,<br style="box-sizing:border-box">what can anyone do?"<br style="box-sizing:border-box"><br style="box-sizing:border-box">(Now then, very softly)<br style="box-sizing:border-box">J.J.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">M.M.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">W.G.Du P.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Took great<br style="box-sizing:border-box">C/O his M*****<br style="box-sizing:border-box">Though he was only 3.<br style="box-sizing:border-box">J.J. said to his M*****<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"M*****," he said, said he:<br style="box-sizing:border-box">"You-must-never-go-down-to-the-end-of-the-town-<br style="box-sizing:border-box">if-you-don't-go-down-with-ME!"</div><div class="gmail-poem_body" style="box-sizing:border-box;color:rgb(20,24,35);font-family:Roboto,"Droid Sans",Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:15px"><br></div><div class="gmail-poem_body" style="box-sizing:border-box;color:rgb(20,24,35);font-family:Roboto,"Droid Sans",Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:15px">A.A. Milne</div></div></div>