Ol' Daddy the Fatty

--NOTE TO READERS--
**no father was hurt in the making of this poem**

OH MY GOSH!
Run and take cover.
Holy, moly,
Here comes my mother.

Nope. Wait a minute.
That was Ol' Fatty.
Watch out people,
Here comes my daddy.

Oops.
My bad.
I'm sorry,
Dad.

Didn't see you,
Over my shoulder.
Ya'll keep me in mind,
He'll throw me over a boulder.

When we got back,
He threw me in a shack.

I sat there and pouted,
And finally I shouted;

It's not my fault daddy,
That your sucha fatty.

You really need a life,
Instead of throwing a knife.

You know I'm a vegetarian,
Give the dog a shot,
And be a vetrinarian.
I'm going to read a book,
And be a librarian.

While I read WAR & PEACE,
Ol' Daddy cooked up some grease.

I hit him in the head,
With a frying pan.
And that is how all havvock,
Finally came to an end.

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this is by mac and nathan,
just cuz we cool.
if you dont agree.
then pssshh, u a FOOL! =P