I’ve a soft spot for you; you press my tender button. My heart’s a big furry teddy bear with arms wide open. I want to ruffle up your hair--what’s left of it. Walk over here— my lap’s for you to sit. Wait, you’re too heavy— I forget that you’re a man. Perhaps I'll sit on top of you— that's a better plan. I’ve bought you dark chocolates-- treats for my sweet boy. You’ve brought me red wine-- when I’m drunk, I am your toy. Playtime’s fun; we can make or break the rules-- we’ll play House; we’ll play School. We'll play all through our nap time, until the coffee's brewed. We'll add some sprigs of wild thyme to our diabetic food.