Stupid Like McCarthy

The adult children set a policy:
to come to them their folks must pre-arrange
a baby visit. Maybe history
accounts for what appears to be so strange,
or lack of sleep or normal hormone storm,
but now the olds have taken such offense,
their heated indignation keeps them warm –
the lines are drawn indelible, immense.

The heels dig in. Did someone make a threat?
Is that an ultimatum I just heard?
The opposite of movement is to set
oneself in stone. That strategy’s absurd
as congressmen too petulant to work
with others. Brother, please don’t be a jerk.

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