"Wait until your father gets home"
It was my wife's mother's comment
When her two daughters acted up
By behaving like little girls
Sadly when father did get home
They hid, lest he punish them both
For they were so frightened of him
She told me this soon after we were wed
I was never punished as a child
At least nothing I did not deserve
But then I was a mummy's boy
My father a sportsman when young
Keen for me play the sports he did
Just scolded, when I did something bad
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I don't know if you have heard
You can't call me an early bird
Dawn really is no friend of mine
Especially after a night of drinking wine
In my teens was quite a rake
At 1.00am was still awake
Staggering home full as a coot
I was surprised my Ma didn't give me the boot
This all changed when I met Sue
Most stunning girl I ever knew
Loved the way she flicked her hair
So losing her would be far more that I could bear
And so it was we got wed
Must confess she was good in bed
Not long before babe came along
We were all so pleased that I could have sung a song
However there's just one thing
All was quiet wife is sleeping
Found those earlier days a boon
As little bub's crying would wake me far too soon
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