Crinkle cut and hashbrowns

Crinkle cut and hashbrowns
Saw your dad in the supermarket
He was marching

Past the joybars!
How can anyone pass though-ose!

I need to know:
Would you sell your vote?
To two countries.
Then pit them
In nuclear warfare?

My Dad did.

He won world domination
Or was that denomination?
No Oscars-
Ahh Adolf,

Ill tell you what I thought I saw
The flash of a car
Coming towards me
Or maybe it was my cat

Perched upon the shelves,

Its times like these I wonder
Would I be the sinker or destroyer?
And if we were playing battleships

Can I have a snake AND a ladder?

If we were two hundred
-eyes, am I the retinas?
That boy had such curly hair

And now that I remember,
Where have the good looking
From the supermarket gone?

This poem is for you
But will you appreciate it
(Now that SHES here)

Can I appreciate you
(Now that SHES here)
I think the answers always yes.

And you know.
His Dad doesnt look like him
Not when hes marching

When he marches hes a soldier
In his heart
(Is there a knife?)

His dad looks like a stranger
Or maybe thats HIM now!

Have I lost the imprint of
Two hundred retinas?

Where is your face!
YOUR FACE!