My Father - Gilbert O'Sullivan

I shudder to think what my father would think

If he came home and found me in bed

With more then just one

But several of some

Lovely big strawberries

He’ll probably shout

Give me a hell of a clout

Or perhaps a good kick up the rear

But one thing’s for sure

I’ll have to endure

A great deal of pain so to speak

I know it’s not right

But for a laugh every night

I knock on people’s doors

And shout things like up yours

I’ll never know why

But for some reason I

Never did well at school

All I did was break rules and tell lies

His birthday’s next week

So I though as a treat

I would buy him his favourite book

It’s not one of those poetic prose

Just full frontal nudity