Self-explanatory…
Sunday 23rd April 2023
Bringing all the family joy, a second baby’s birth:
Well hello there, Max; we welcome you to Earth.
Another big boy, just like your brother –
Thus we say, one and all, Jolly Well Done Mother!
A fine strapping lad, as I have heard tell,
So I’m sure the name Max will suit you very well.
If you had been a girl, and you had come out thin
Perhaps they’d have ended up calling you Min!
What will you become, what sort of a Max…?
Well, your Daddy loves music, and that’s a fact;
Perhaps you’ll learn an instrument, he’d think that was cool,
And I reckon Max the Sax would be nobody’s fool. Or…
Now you don’t yet know about this thing that they call Fame,
But Maximilian is an emperor’s name.
So maybe ruling the world is going to be your thing;
After all, they called your brother after all those British kings!
Max, you cannot change the truth: for better or worse,
You have to accept that George was here first;
Every day of your life, that won’t go away –
Whatever you try, however hard you pray.
So start making plans, Max: before you can walk
Best to concentrate your efforts on learning how to talk;
And the first words you should master, listen to me carefully, are
“Georgie did it, Mummy!” as you point at him with glee.
© Christopher Jessop 2023
