My Dad's Addicted To The Ps2
in Family Poems for Kids
Pew, pew, pew
goes my dad on the PS2.
Shooting bad guys on Battlefield 3,
Who knew? Not me.
in Family Poems for Kids
Pew, pew, pew
goes my dad on the PS2.
Shooting bad guys on Battlefield 3,
Who knew? Not me.
time is lighter than a feather
through your fingers it slips
and after time and time
my jar of love never tips
in Family Poems for Kids
Moaning all day long
Yapping at every bad thing I do
Super crazy hair in the morning