I love my orange daddy
As he beams at the sky
Watching the bright clouds
My orange daddy, out by the waterfall
He loves it there
My orange daddy
He loves mommy's pink tits

Daddy has a fine silver neck
The rest of him is orange
Mommy admires daddy's silver neck
We always smile big yellow smiles
On the way to the museum
Or when we're out in the freight yards
Or when daddy comes on a glass spoon

Daddy is huge
Daddy smells of sunshine
He sucks the consent from my eyes
His moustache moving in the wind

His voice is a hot wind from within
I am exhausted and neurotic around him
My orange daddy

With his shining silver neck
Opening soda bottles that go 'fizz' and 'pop'
As the little ballerinas smash my feet