I gave my son a wagon
and boy he had such fun
Until I came to realize
I did not have son
I asked about his mother,
he said they called her Stan
yes, she was a woman
had a name just like a man
And then he said, hey mister,
with comets in your hair
Do you have a sister,
and could her name be Claire?
I said, I don’t remember,
what difference does it make?
Ask me in December
That I just can't fake
He looked up at me funny
A squint had found his eyes
Today was kind of sunny
Oh what pack of lies
Well now I must be going
Although I’d like to stay
Albino crows were crowing
The time had come to play
He thanked me for the wagon
and rolled off down the lane
I think to fight a dragon
I just can not explain
When then I heard him sighing
while tiny wheels did squeak
He whispered, no denying
Hey mister, you’re a freak
Just a little fun for a Friday....hey, thay all can't be serious. :)