How's your couch time?
When late at night you hear the sound of little feet approaching
You know upon your sweet repose they soon will be encroaching
When little ones perceive that Mom and Daddy's love is slouching
Because they haven't seen you spending ample time a' couching
They may awake, traverse the house and climb into your bedding
Until you woefully lament the sleep you aren't getting
If by a simple recipe you could avert this poaching
Then would you at my word accept a bit of parent coaching?
Come home and first embrace your wife, then squeeze her like a melon
Ignore the kids, although they may be pestering and yellin'
For fifteen minutes let them wait, disdaining all their cries
Sit with your wife upon the couch and gaze into her eyes.
Copyright 2002 Larry Naselli