Happy To Father a Baby
A complete neglect of the dirt
On his labored wife’s skirt
And the ugly one on his shirt …
An Ageing father’s mirth
Continues to squirt
From Son’s birth
That challengers hurt,
Intensely enjoying The Flavor
Of procreative Favor;
Happy to father a baby,
Already looking chubby …
Nothing to poor him shame
Now exceedingly safe his name
And that of his Ill-Used Dame.
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