Pop

If a fairy should come from Babyland With a smile on his face and a wand in his hand, And say to me in his merry way, “I wish to hear what you have to say ’Bout being born all over again— Exactly where and exactly when And just what kind of a feller you’d like To have for your dad on this earthly hike,” I’d look at him and try to be As nonchalant and gay as he, And then I’d say, “If I must be Born again, it seems to me, It doesn’t matter much just where or when (For what’s a baby now and then?) But there’s one thing I must request So will you do your level best And kindly see that I shall drop Into the self-same arms of the self-same Pop? For, take it from me, he’s the very best dad That any baby’s ever had!”