Couple Clash Over Son

That was why I had to smack your cheek: Always for our James the Biggest Smile; Scored tasks from school untouched every week: On one subject had he gone some mile. God knows that James clothes of whisky reek And he washes them not; up they pile; Last week on his forearm a streak: A Dad should refuse to excuse style... I see things reaching the Devil's Peak, If I don't their school's phone number dial You may Lord God's face through prayers seek But If James joins you it is as guile! No need now to pretend the Good Knight, Right under my roof a pitch-black night. James junior you joined for roles not right, I no longer glimpse a future bright... Like cops shall open for James a file, His phone by me purchased hold a while.