Here I sit with a fresh shaven head
The wife and dogs have gone to bed
The house is dark and the air is cool
But on my shoulder is baby drool
My new twin boys are wide awake
I pray it’s gas, the noises they make
Just last night we prayed for poop
Four hours of fussing will make you stoop
Hard to believe two new mouths to feed
Formula is expensive, but something they need
I’ve got one who’s lanky, and one that’s not
Frankly, both of them require a lot
The crying really doesn’t help me much
Just tell me the problem and I’ll handle such
Hungry, sleepy, need rocking, swaddling, or change?
If it ain’t one of these, it’s outta my range.
The boat sits quiet out under its tent
Seems like a year since last I went
The smoker is cold and in the shed
Man it’s past time you guys went to bed.
One day we’ll go fishing, and play on the water
I’ll do my best being their father
People tell me these long days will pass
And people with singletons can kiss my ass