'Twas was the week between Christmas and New Years eve night
The boys were home from college. What a delight!
Spending my time with grown sons #1 and #2
was the best thing I imagine I could possibly do.
But Finally the vacation was ending, it was the last day of the year.
I thought we might have a quiet dinner, and maybe even some holiday cheer?
However the boys protested- This wasn’t their plan. Its New Years Eve Dad, Just be cool man.
Old friends and new were all back in in town.
A small group wanted to come over, they said, we can’t let them down
A long line of people came over that night.
It had been thirty years since I’d seen such a sight
The refrigerator was stocked with all kinds of beer
As I hoped that the police wouldn’t come here
The music was blasting. Is that really a song?
I thought to myself, as they set up beer pong.
My wife and I retired and locked the door to our room
When out on the lawn we heard such a loud boom
I sprang out of bed to see what was the matter
Just in time to see the crowd of college kids scatter
Next the Police arrived and surrounded the house
But no-one remained, not even a mouse
When what to my wondering eye should appear?
But a very angry cop looking at the empty keg of beer
His eyes were narrow and his look was quite scary
His face was bright red, his nose like a cherry
With one hand on his hip and another on his gun
He sneered at me as he asked “where is your son”?
With a wink of my eye and a twist of my head
I said officer I have no idea, I was in bed
He jerked as he turned to walk back to his car
And I knew that the group couldn’t have gotten too far
I watched as he drove slowly down the street
I said to myself I hope this is the last time we meet
Finally the boys came home- arriving a bit tardy
I lectured them both about never having another party
At school its ok. We all did that in collage. Just don’t bring it home I yelled- and waited for them to acknowledge.
The both nodded yes as they turned to walk away to the safety of their bedrooms on this early New Years day.
My feelings were mixed as I turned off the light
I missed them so much, but this just wasn’t right.
Its hard when they leave to school and you help them pack
The problem is that when they return they want to bring college back
So here’s my advice to friends far and near
When you kid’s home from college hide all the beer
Happy New Year
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