I�m in the yard
The puppy has my ball
But I don�t care
My attentions else where
On the man I call Daddy
And all his friends
Uncle Shadow and Steve-O
Aunt Katie and her new board
Skating the half-pipe
He stands so calm
Dad�s board under his arm
As he watches Steve-O
With their new trick
But his eyes stray to me
Playing under the maple tree
I�m his son and he�s sure proud
With pink hair you�d know in any crowd
My hair�s the same color as Mommy�s
But you�d never know
Mine�s black, her�s blonde
As she sits on the front porch
Typing away
But she, too, has time to play
She picks up the puppy�s leash
Calls my name
I run to her like I always do
She picks me up
Daddy does too
When we reach the top
I have to stop
Before I tumble in
Never to come out again
Uncle Shadow says the half-pipes dangerous
That�s why he�s on crutches
Uncle Steve-O just got out of a cast
And Daddy has a black-and-blue ass
Mommy smiles and shakes her head
When you�re older son
It�s the same line every time
But I can wait
I�ll be just as good as him
Do the same things he did
Mommy looks at Daddy
And Aunt Katie says goodbye
See you at the park
Tomorrow ten o�clock sharp
The puppy jumps at the swing
Entertaining only me
As Mommy talks of planting
Another maple tree.