Happy Father's Day YETI

Your mustache smelled like smoke And the length of your shorts was the butt of our jokes And you knew how to break horses And how to be strong But never changed a diaper once we came along And I think you might have been cancelled back in 1988 For letting me drive when I just turned eight And no, not air conditioning the neighborhood Seven up and saltines could cure anything that was sore They just don't make them like you anymore