MUM'S LAMENT

'You've been replaced by Google!'

I was informed last week

By third, and youngest, Dougal

My future's looking bleak

No more the fount of knowledge

To my offspring will I be

As I see them off to college

Their computers on their knee

Oh, the questions they would ask me

Their faces close to mine

As we snuggled up at bedtime

For those days I often pine

'What makes cupcakes so yummy?'

'Why is the sky so blue?'

'Where is a whale's tummy?'

'How does a robot poo?'

Yes, I've been replaced by Google

The answers all are there

The need for words so frugal

As at their screens they stare

So how does that make me feel?

A one word answer : dumb

But here, at last, a question!

'So what's for dinner, Mum?'