O daddy’s little pound of joy,
a perfect, healthy blue-eyed boy!
Could a man be any prouder,
or his boasting any louder?
Cigars and champagne, too,
make the rounds with a big to-do.
Fast forward sixteen years later
and given the boy’s behavior
he cusses at how so dumb
to not have used a condom
and his wife so negligent
to let herself get pregnant!
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2022
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