Welcome to our home, our new adopted son,
We will make you a part of our life.
Provide you with things your other family could not,
While you are with us you will be free from strife.
By the way, we've something to tell you,
We've saved you some time.
We've already planned your life out for you
Because letting you do it would be such a crime.
A nip here, a tuck there,
We really can make this life fit.
It will all work out perfectly
We will make you from a little kit.
Don't date that person.
You are forbidden to see them.
You see this is your life you're living
And they have not room to fit in.
You're free to choose your own path,
Or shall we say, "Only as long as we approve."
Because, you see, if we do not, dear son,
Then we will make life a living hell for you.
Off to college you go, dear John,
For this is how it is meant to be
We have laid out this future for you,
We really don't care what you think.
Go to work and go to school,
Work at the job we want you to.
Only because we love you, dear John,
We wouldn't want to lose our grip on you.
Don't speak a word, dear son,
You've already been spoken for.
You're friends have even been picked,
You need not choose anymore.
[This message has been edited by Creperum (edited 04-04-2000).]