Scary Monsters with kids,
Lego and dolls moving 'round as I write,
They've been playing so long,
Individually, with their friend, mind,
Four world's in the basement,
One battle base preparing for war,
A house with a family as it was meant,
My foot tapping to Up The Hill Backwards,
Do the words reach their ears?
How long can this go on, then I hear said,
"Dad, I am bored to tears."
So there you go,
Solitude's just so fun,
But as David says its just the vacuum,
'Cre'ted by the arrival of freedom'.