There once was a Dad named Clyde
Whose two kids loved to play outside
Clyde didn't mind
They were easy to find
He'd sit in the house, satisfied
But then there came the day
When Clyde went a little cray
A lot of money he spent
For a contractor to re-cement
His old and crack-filled driveway
Clyde waved his arms wildly, stamped his feet
Said 'Kids, get inside, off the street!'
What caused Clyde to react
In that way? It's a fact
He loved his kids in the abstract, not concrete!