A FATHER'S DAY POEMBY PAUL GILMARTIN
Dear old dad it's father's day
and I just want you to know
you're the best there ever was
at the things I'll list below:
Dear old dad it's father's day
and I just want you to know
you're the best there ever was
at the things I'll list below:
Stinking up a bathroom
Snoring like a beast
Teaching me to mow the lawn
before I had front teeth.
Snoring like a beast
Teaching me to mow the lawn
before I had front teeth.
Showing how to hide your feelings
Over-emphasizing winning
Teaching me the birds and bees
at a Cub game between innings.
Turning off our cartoons for
news and "Meet The Press".
Picking a vacation spot
where clowns could get depressed
Over-emphasizing winning
Teaching me the birds and bees
at a Cub game between innings.
Turning off our cartoons for
news and "Meet The Press".
Picking a vacation spot
where clowns could get depressed
Never taking out the dog.
Forgetting my friends names
Picking at your nose while coaching
all my baseball games.
I guess as I grow older,
I'm supposed to get like you,
and in some ways I must admit
I think that this is true.
Forgetting my friends names
Picking at your nose while coaching
all my baseball games.
I guess as I grow older,
I'm supposed to get like you,
and in some ways I must admit
I think that this is true.
When I yell my veins pop out
I've yet to touch a broom
I chuckle in my Lazy Boy
when gas clears out a room.
But one thing you won't catch me do
as long as I can breathe...
That's wearing shorts around the yard
with dress-socks to my knee.
ACK!
I've yet to touch a broom
I chuckle in my Lazy Boy
when gas clears out a room.
But one thing you won't catch me do
as long as I can breathe...
That's wearing shorts around the yard
with dress-socks to my knee.
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