Stalling

but they'll starve

they will cry and need

who will hold them

and help them

and feed them

who will wash them

and sing and read

but they'll want

and pout alone

who will warm them

from the cold

if not I then who shall 

who shall it be

to smile their way

to plant the seeds

and pick out the weeds

but they....

...dear oh my dear

just stop

you've raised them right

they'll survive the night

I promise I will hold them tight

go out with your friends 

for just one night!