Do you want to stay asleep

In your somnabulary life

While you are sleeping

You are turning into stone

Petrifying

 

But it only happens if you let it

 

And you let it

Long before

Your hair turned grey

When you started complaining

About the yoofs

In gravity-defying

Low slung jeans

Text speak

And all music released

Since U Can’t Touch This

 

You get so annoyed

When you recall

Your comedian son

With his

‘Stop! Hammer Time’