Tyrant Father

Fall a sleep

Don't even make a peep

I'll be watching in the room next to yours

Waiting for your inevitable snores

There he goes

That awful noise

Better remind him

Of who's in charge

.

Storm in his room

Rip off his sheets

Slap him around

And throw him on the ground

.

No more noise I say to him

And go back to my room with an evil grin

I can feel his eyes watching me

Little whelp I think and then leave

.

It was oh so fun!

Better then basking in the sun

When I abused my son

Let him know that I'm in charge

It toughened him up

And made him smart

.

I knew what I was doing

Don't act like you've never done it

Every one has!

It may seem like you're an ass

But that will pass

.

Laying in my bed I hear my door creak

I take a peek

It's only my son

And he's holding a gun

.

Before I can blink

Or call his shrink

I hear the little trigger go clink