Knock Knock

Who's there?

Hike

Hike who?

Unsuspecting child
Dad waiting with bated breath
Sets the perfect trap

My dearest father,
Alas, your trap was not sprung
I saw it coming.

My sweetest daughter,
I was just bragging on you,
And you turned on me.

You made this menace
They say you reap what you sow
-From your pride and joy

Alas, you wound me,
I'm but partially at fault,
You are your mom's clone.

Mom does not haiku
This mischief is all from you
I got lots from you

Only half from me,
Haiku from me is recent,
But it made you smile.

I value both halves
I am proud to be of you
I love you daddy