…and then there was Him,
who (thank God) would turn out to be the fourth and final hymn.
His big lesson would teach me that sleep is a total façade;
showing us that what we knew of parenting was utterly flawed.
But this one is special; he is a daddy’s boy,
He gives his mom Hell, and, most of the time, greets me with joy.
He is a cute little boy, who has a bright smile that can light up a room,
Damn I feel bad for Heather, she is totally doomed.
Because a lot of little girls will be in line just outside the door,
because he is just like his daddy, a legend with the women, in lore.