We’d make two great dads
Well one great dad and two great kids
We would stay up late with our flashlights
Under the covers
Speak in secret codes no one could
Ever decipher
Dad it’s not a laundry basket it’s a fort
Please can we stay up for just fifteen minutes more
Make farting sounds with our armpits
Giggle uncontrollably ‘till we get in trouble
We always get in trouble
You’d yell at me to go to bed and laugh
‘Cause you mean come to bed
We’d make two great dads
Well one great dad and two great kids
We’d make a haunted house drape the windows
Like it was nighttime
Make paths through the garage by hanging sheets
From the clothesline
Cobwebs from a spray can of aerosol
Spaghetti for intestines and peeled grapes for eyeballs
I’m the tallest kid on the whole block
So I’m the headless horseman Frankenstein and Igor
I’m always playing Igor
It’s getting late you miss your other half
In bed I call you ‘daddy’ you just laugh
‘Cause you know I mean it
We’d make two great dads
Well one great dad and two great kids
But remember
It’s a fact of life that kids grow up and leave you
But this one never will
This one never will
Scott Free 2008
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