When I was
A young boy
My father
My father who’s named Kevin
Took me into the town

He said “Timmy
My young boy
Know one day -
This town will be a city
A city for parades.”

I said “Dad when
That happens
The parade
The parade in the city
Dad won’t you be there too?”

He said “no son
You’re stupid.”
I’m dying
The parade was a metaphor
Aunt Jill is raising you

That’s when Laura
My mother
Came running
She ran to us real fast and
Said “Tim, god, how could you”
I said Mommy!
Oh goodie!
You’re just in time to make it
In time for the parade!

It has zebras! And monkeys! And tigers!
(all dressed in little outfits)
And clowns who mime afraid!