BEDTIME TRIO
Childhood (7PM)
Your parents tuck you into bed,
But they can’t make you go to sleep.
You rise: “The sun’s still overhead.”
Your parents tuck you back in bed.
You hold your breath until you’re red
And weep. They say, “Try counting sheep,”
And grimly tuck you back in bed.
(But they can’t make you go to sleep!)
Fatherhood (8PM)
You tuck your children back in bed.
You’re sweaty, desperate to get off
That tie. Their shrieks would wake the dead;
You tuck your children back in bed.
The thought of sex flits through your head.
The tie comes off; she hears a cough.
You tuck your children back in bed.
You’re sweaty, desperate to get off.
Motherhood (9PM)
You tuck your children back in bed.
You’re desperate to escape their touch,
But two cry out, with arms outspread—
You tuck your children back in bed.
Now Dick is touching you instead.
Another cries; it’s all too much.
You tuck your children back in bed.
Dick’s sleeping; you escape his touch.
