10-02-2017, 05:06 AM
I can't talk to my son
anymore. I can't, I'm done.
Out of brains,
out of planes,
all in the name of fun!
Last week a bungee cord
snapped for his dear friend Ford
After a cry,
his turn to try,
Twice more he didn't die thank you lord!
His lifestyles not to my liking
He took a helicopter to go mountain biking
late night cave diving
black water riding!
It's his idea of 'just going hiking'!
I won't hear anymore stories
the injuries, usually gory,
He just want to see
me die before he
does and that might not even be forty!
anymore. I can't, I'm done.
Out of brains,
out of planes,
all in the name of fun!
Last week a bungee cord
snapped for his dear friend Ford
After a cry,
his turn to try,
Twice more he didn't die thank you lord!
His lifestyles not to my liking
He took a helicopter to go mountain biking
late night cave diving
black water riding!
It's his idea of 'just going hiking'!
I won't hear anymore stories
the injuries, usually gory,
He just want to see
me die before he
does and that might not even be forty!
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches