Go to sleep my little one
You’ve had such a busy day
You’ve gone and worn poor daddy out
A price he was happy to pay
It started out so beautifully
And got even better along the way
I’ve never been so happy
It’s a shame you couldn’t stay

Didn’t we have fun son?
We poked fun at everyone
We laughed at all life’s absurdities
Criticizing everything bar none
We dissected every movie
And squealed at every pun
Together we hypothesised incessantly
Defining the world as one

Now from spaceship Chrysalis you’ve disembarked
Stripped naked of life’s impurities
To shine amongst our brightest sons
Radiating inconceivable streams of ecstasies
Flexing thousands of newly acquired senses
You’ve permeated every sensitivity
Now free to strut your stuff with impunity
In khakis, along the catwalks of your choosing

Physical laws no longer bar your way
You’ve torn them from their hinges
Now a mere speck of your entire domain
Our dimensions barely deserve attention
Free to define your own parameters
Of endless treats and puppies
You'll continue dancing beyond the stars
Ionising each and every face with envy






FunSon



To: SIMON-PETER
From: a loving dad