by Master Fiskr Hamondsen
(to the tune of My Mother's Savage Daughter)
*Chorus*
I am my daughter's savage father
The one who leaves boyfriends dead in the yard
I am my daughter's savage father
You will not touch her there, I will not lower my gun.
Some fathers stay calm and collected
They don't rant and rave or punch holes in the walls
I am not like that I give you fair warning
If you touch her there I will cut off your
*Chorus*
I realize that she's twenty-seven
And that she's full grown, that is a surprise
But in my mind she is still a young virgin
There are some things fathers just don't analyze
*Chorus*
A young man came and courted my daughter
And then he took her away from me
She was so happy I could not naysay her
But now I am so very lonely
I was my daughter's savage father
The one who left boyfriends dead in the yard
I was my daughter's savage father
But he touched her there * place hand on heart *
Now I have lowered my gun
But wait !!
Now I'm my granddaughter's savage grandfather
The one who bounces her high on his knee
I am my granddaughter's savage grandfather * goofy grin *
Isn't she just the cutest thing you ever did see?
* walks off whistling tune *