I’ll write you a haiku,
Just to make you start counting syllables.
And I’ll write you a book
Just so you’ll have something
To call you names when I’ve gone
And I’ll sing you a song without vowels,
Whenever you try to sing along,
You’ll just feel dumb
(You’ll stop then, won’t you?)
But I’ll sing your praises until
I deem that you had enough
(But less is more, right?)
I’ll get rid of all your bad habits,
I’ll make you feel depressed
Long after my cold heart stops beating
But, you see my darling,
Thats just what a parents love is ALL about!
Posted on Tuesday, 13 January 2009