Childhood is
Chalk full
Of growing pains
From living single
In a full house
Through your wonder years
You wake up
Every now and again
Charmed
Thinking you’ve been
Saved by the bell
Because you’re a
Survivor
You’re taking it
Step by step
One day at a time
With only
One life to live
Trying not to end up
Six feet under
You depend on your friends
To keep you seeing 20/20
This is the real world
It isn’t filled with
Happy days
You’re young and restless
Married with children
In jeopardy
Of never finding
Your seventh heaven
Maybe in another world
There would be no
Unsolved mysteries
You’d be living single
Instead of the family guy
It would be like the
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
For the average Joe
You could take a trip
On the love boat
Put truth to the rumor
That sex in the water
Is better
Then sex in the city
There would be an instant
Love connection
You’re entire being
Would feel as if it were
Touched by an angel
And you would be able to glimpse
Your own future
You’re 30 something
And still standing
You look in on your family
From the outer limits
Of your life
It’s like a wife swap
You and that woman
Are perfect strangers
It’s a small wonder
You can even look on
Is this your true calling?
A chaotic mess
Of rags to riches
Simulating a twilight zone episode
Where all law and order
Has vanished
Without a trace
It’s like the Adam’s family
Minus all hope and faith
You’ve gone from
King of the hill
To the king of queens
In all of sixty minutes
It hits you like a ton of bricks
Family matters
My so called life
With my wife and kids
Is not only
A reason to live
But it’s one of the truest
Facts of life
You take a quantum leap
To the past
Back
To the land
Of the lost
Where your wife
Is not only your bosom buddy
But your kids incorporated with love
These are the days
Of your life
Tiny sorrows
Mixed with those same growing pains
To create a reality
Far better
Then any American dream
To make it last
Could be mission impossible
But the only way to know
For sure
Is to try
It’s time for a proper introduction
Boy,
Meet world