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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Hop On Pop

In his advancing stage of life, a man can often feel like nothing more than a checkbook.  This is especially true if he is financing his children's college educations--expenses which have now skyrocketed into the stratosphere beyond his reach.  This, coupled with the myriad demands of the daily grind, can often add up to feelings of desperation and depression.  So, for all the men out there who feel they are getting stepped on, how about taking some solace from Dr. Seuss?  Or, in lieu of him, perhaps a bit of my parody?  (I don't mean any of this, but it's therapeutic to have a laugh at one's life from time to time and to remember that neither financial relief, nor death, is far off.)

Hop on Pop

The bills keep coming.
They won't stop.
Everybody
Hops on Pop.

The wife likes spending.
Loves to shop.
But she never
Hops on Pop.

The college calls.
They want a drop.
I write a check
They hop on Pop.

The teenage son
Thinks he's Aesop.
Believes he's wiser
Than his Pop.

The daughter's wedding,
The cake top,
And all expenses
Hop on Pop.

Daddy feels
Like a bellhop
Taking orders.
But he's Pop.

Sometimes he cooks
The evening slop
So each complaint
Can hop on Pop.

Daddy cleans.
He'll even mop.
But there's still dirt
That hops on Pop.

The politicians
And their crop
Have a solution:
Hop on Pop.

Sometimes he dreams
He'd like to swap
His life insurance
Cash for Pop.

But life keeps coming
It won't stop.
Everybody!
Hop on Pop!

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