Father of the Year

Let's have a toast
To the father of year!
Let's have a toast
To you, daddydear...

Today we raise our glasses
To the man
With no recollection of his daughter's life

We raise our glasses
To a man
Who's only a bastard in disguise

He sighs and complains
When he hears good news last
He complains and he sighs
When positive words
Have to come out of his mouth

He bites his tongue and
Balls up his fists
He screams and he cusses,
He snarls and he fusses under his breath

He chases me,
Like a cat in a tree.

He scares me.

But when the door has been locked
They all praise him for his manners.
When the door has been locked
They hand him his award.

For father of the year.

If only they knew.