by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com

We Had A Child

During The Soccer World Cup

I wanted to call him Rolando

My Wife Ivana Horz-Schitt

Wanted Ronaldo

Ronaldo It Was

Soon We had An Ultrasound

After Viewing His Wild Unruly Kicks

I & My Wife Agreed He’ll Be Crap At Soccer

But A Good Punk-Rock Drummer

We Silently Rejoiced

Later She Fell Pregnant Again

Me Being A Typical Male

I started To Panic

I Kept Hearing A Vocal Line

Repeating In My Head

There’s Too Many Of Us There’s Too Many Of Us There’s Too Many Of Us

There’s Too Many Of Us There’s Too Many Of Us There’s Too Many Of Us*

I’m Glad to Say The Fear Passed

Well Over The Metaphorical Crossbars

Of Our Strange But Interesting Lives

P.s. My Six-Foot German Wife, Ivana Horz-Schitt While Being Imaginary, Is still quite intimidating none the less.

(*My regards to the Punk Album named Fear – The Record (1982) for inspiration)