Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All mystic and strong
How can it be wrong

Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All subtle and mellow
Through teeth painted yellow

Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All slick and sunny
Like a yolk that’s runny

Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All angry and loud
Like storms in a cloud

Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All vitriolic and full of power
Like milk turning sour

Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All feeble and forlorn
Like a foal just born

Oh how I rejoice
At my fathers voice
All croaky and old
Like mine but gold