So, tell me about your son.
He’s a mildly wild child, my child.
Haven’t you tried hiring a babysitter to help?
Yep. My desk holds piles of files,
going for miles and miles
of gentile, stylish, beguiling smiles
claiming their profiles are all worthwhile.
A juvenile ‘phile on file
with that hostile, exiled
jeremy-kyle smile like he can be trusted even though anyone who sees that moustache knows he’s on the register?
Think I’ll pass.