Don'T Put Your Dad In a Home
Don’t put your Dad in a home kids
It isn’t a nice place to be
The people are old, the foods always cold
And everyone smells of stale pee
Don’t put your Dad in a home kids
You know that it wouldn’t be fair
They feed you alright and watch through the night
But you know that they don’t really care
So don’t put your Dad in a home kids
It is not where he’d like to expire
Just let him stay till he goes on his way
With his slippers in front of the fire
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2010
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