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As a dad of three I’ve got your measure We love you protect you give us lots of pleasure But……mums and dads aren’t as daft as you think we are Dads give us a fiver and ill wash your car Mum….can I take a couple of pounds out of the copper jar My car barely sees water and a sponge because it’s too much mither And the copper jar that held a tenner now holds just a fiver And so it goes on Dad….can I stay out as long as Paul his dad lets him stay out till eleven A quick call to Paul’s dad guess what Pauls in at seven We love you dearly but you kids think were daft But were on to you it’s almost become a craft And the classic dad can I have my pocket money mums give her last to my brother A quick word with mum reveals you’ve just had a tenner Me and your mum we do talk to each other Clean your room up I’ve asked you 4 times if you don’t that’s it your grounded I said I’ve done it dad you tell me I go check it’s clean but it’s all under your bed That’s it your grounded Toys out of pram and don’t give me that look You know the one open mouthed astounded You see mums and dads aren’t daft it’s all part of the game But…..through all your tantrums and tears We still love you all the same

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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