The Loophole

The Loophole by Tiffany Strelitz Haber

Mommy, don’t be mad at me,
for writing on the wall.
You told me not to watch TV,
I didn’t watch at all.
You told me not to throw my food,
I kept it on my plate.
You said, “in bed by 9 o’clock,”
my lights were out at 8!
I followed all your rules,
at least the ones I could recall.
I don’t remember being told:
“No writing on the wall.”

  — Tiffany Strelitz Haber

Reprinted by permission of the author.

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About the Author

Tiffany Strelitz Haber, author of The Monster Who Lost His Mean, Ollie and Claire, and More Cheese Please!, was born in NJ, raised in NYC, has traveled extensively and lives for adventures. She will taste any food she is served, be it fried Witchetty Grubs on a stick or Calf’s Brain Ravioli, and loves being deep in the woods or under the sea. Her obsession with rhyme began at the age of 3, when a nursery school admissions scout asked her, “What is a flower that rhymes with nose?”, and she proudly shouted: “Rose!”. Many years later, after a long career in finance, she has reconnected with her love of words and rhyme as a writer.

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