Parental Pride
A sprinkle of bliss
An ember of light
Fulfilling a list
For one single night
A dash of magic
We stretch ourselves thin
Really, it’s tragic
The debt, we get in
The standards are high
Great expectations
Fantastical lie
Excitement, chasing
Pursuing a joy
A fleeting delight
So each girl and boy
Gets more than a bite
The come down is real
Reality hits
Perhaps you fulfilled
Their every last wish
It’s been done before
No surprise, really.
They know what’s in store
Aren’t we so silly
Our parental pride
Made rotten spawn
By lists, we abide
We’re zombies, come dawn
Mere moments are all
We get to enjoy
As their tiny claws
Rip through to each toy
They begged and pleaded
Alas, they’ve received
Tired and depleted
But now we can breathe
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