My Boys Poem by Bob Gibson

Heavy metal in my ears, full blast at six am
something brings a father to tears, his sons he has to blame
its not done intentionally to annoy me or to goad
they tell me its the future! come on Dad hit the road!

I traveled in a Volkswagen, in my underpants
handled by my sons, I really had no chance
it broke down in Manurewa, and I was asked to push
now a man in is his underpants, doest seem to rush!

ill sit behind the wheel! I in a said in a squeeky voice
sat their in my underpants I really had no choice
now come on lads get pushing, and never mind the lights
if a cop pulls up beside me, he will read me out my rights

That car got home with out a hitch, my nerves were on the boil
what if i said, what if i said, my reputation spoiled
now that i am older, i can laugh at what i have done
but i will arm my loverly grandsons, so they can have some fun!