You think you’re a parent
But you slink to the side.
While your child is wailing,
You just want to hide.
Real parents get happy,
And filled up with mirth,
Every time that there’s tears
From the kid after birth.
It should recharge your strength,
When their eyes become wetter,
You should laugh when they cry,
I bet you’ll feel better.
When needles get prickly,
You should giggle with glee
Lest I’m bad at advice,
Then don’t listen to me!