Because he likes you father
Father father, daylight likes you
There has been a certain squashing
So that all may fit
A whole family with their defects
The hotel room too small perhaps
Did you hear what the little one said
I laughed out loud around seven o clock in the morning
There was an encouraging fire burning on both temples
Just holding back the headache
The extra beer the night before
Rosy shine to the day
A little rascal son or daughter to kiss and hug
Distracting ourselves as the life watch counts down
Those grains of sand flowing out
Running away forever
The hourglass emptying out for good
Leaving the world in its state
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