Punk
A pinhead punk
called me a dinosaur.
An obsolete relic!
I said, talk to your mother.
Why? Said he.
‘cuz I’m yer father, Punk.
Age is gain and loss but look both ways at kindness.
Mind the treachery of old gaps.
Punk
A pinhead punk
called me a dinosaur.
An obsolete relic!
I said, talk to your mother.
Why? Said he.
‘cuz I’m yer father, Punk.
Age is gain and loss but look both ways at kindness.
Mind the treachery of old gaps.
