When a girl reaches age twenty-one <br />and has learned to appreciate fun, <br />it is time that her Dad <br />stop surveilling the lad, <br />any damage's already been done. <br /> <br />May the Gods always watch over you <br />in this world, which resembles a zoo. <br />If you do need a pill <br />when you crest that steep hill, <br />do consider a life in a shoe. <br /> <br />So, forget all the years of the past. <br />When you cut that big cake then, at last. <br />To the guests you be nice, <br />cut your Dad a small slice. <br />May your day be an earth-shaking blast!<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-julie-m-rated/
