Roses are red, violets are blue,
Here is a rhyme of the things that you do…
You’re called “Daddy Pig” which is quite fair enough,
As you really are “rather an expert” at stuff!
There’s very few things in the world you can’t do.
(Well OK there might be the odd thing or two?)
“But each of those things”, You’ll be quite quick to say.
“Are pointless and therefore don’t count anyway”.
But your hearing is somewhat selective at best,
Which makes me repeatedly nag like a pest.
And you’ll open a carton of milk from the fridge
When the old carton still has some left – just a smidge’.
Which is NOT because binning the carton’s a pain… (Nope!)
You just can’t mix the milk as the “Cows aren’t the same”!?? :-/
All “Daddy Day” dinners shall come from a tin!
“Instructions” shall always be filed in the bin.
And your masculine skills are displayed like fine art
As you proudly let rip an earth shattering fart.
But you do always drive (as at driving I’m crap!)
Whilst I, as your co-pilot, have a short nap.
And you’re always the one with the Grand Master Plan!
You work hard to make life the best that you can.
You love and protect our one “Family Day”,
And set for adventures you whisk us away…
You commit to us all.
You protect and provide,
And you work hard to bring home the bacon with pride!
There is nowhere on earth that I could rather be,
Than snuggled with you watching crap on TV.
And I know that I could be considered hard work.
As my dotty bird habits might drive you berserk?
So maybe I’ve been just a snipsy bit rude?
(If you plan to rhyme back I’m officially screwed!)
As you’re loving and loyal and true to the end,
My partner and soulmate,
My very best friend.
And you’re always the very best Dad you can be,
We love you to bits, both the kiddies and me.
So tonight as we chill (with my feet in your hand!) :0)
And look forward to all the adventures you’ve planned.
Please know I’m in awe of the things that you do,
And there truly is no better husband than you.
Happy Valentine’s day Mister.
From your dotty Mrs
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