It was a Tuesday morning
On another hot summer morning
No relief in sight
Too early for a five year old to be stirring about
Yet, yet I understood
She had very real concerns on her mind
And her current Google persona was PaPa
’Where’s Daddy?” “ I want my Daddy”
Repeatedly the answer was ‘he is working to make money’
Just like Mommy
Money for food, clothes, the house, dolls, toys
Quiet filled the room for a few moments
Finally and innocently
She asked “Where do you and NaNa get your money, you don’t work”
Somehow the room became even quieter
It was quite clear I was out of my league
My time was nigh
Her Daddy had been nurtured knew these rules, the stories
It was quite clear now between the two of us
One quite young, the other quite old
I was out of my league,
Upping my game would only embarrass me more
Best to leave the room
Before the inevitable question would come forth
’PaPa what are bitcoins”
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