World's Best Dad

If I don't have the world's best Dad
At least it's on his coffee cup!
And once a month I get to have my very own check-up
He's not the kind to give a hug
He was a doctor in a war
And though he never gets too close
That's what the check-up's for!

Oh, here we go
He'll take my hand inside of his hand
Though, there is the glove

And all that I know, he'll listen through his stethoscope
As my heart fills with love

Pom Pom Pom Pom...
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Pom Pom Pom...

Amandine!

Amandine Poulain likes the flavor of stamps
Has a nervous twitch around her eye
She likes a bath at bedtime

And dislikes when my fingers wrinkle

Our daughter's heart is racing

Oh dear

I fear it might be broken

She's broken?

I worry that her heart cannot handle any stimulation

What do we do?

We cut all recreation and teach her at home

We can keep her heartbeat stable
Your school is the kitchen table

Now

No need to take the school bus

Just leave it to the two of us

No germs or boys or bullies

But say hello to your new classmate

Would you like to name him?

Fluffy



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Messé
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