My kids hate me

(Verse 1) There once was a little old man, Who tried to be funny whenever he can, But no matter his jokes or his wit, His kids just didn't give a shit. (Chorus) He did his best to make them laugh, But they just rolled their eyes and gave him sass, He was just a sad, little old man, Trying to be funny the best that he can. (Verse 2) He cracked jokes about his creaky knees, And told silly stories that would make anyone wheeze, But his kids just stared with vacant gazes, Ignoring his attempts to amaze. (Chorus) He did his best to make them laugh, But they just rolled their eyes and gave him sass, He was just a sad, little old man, Trying to be funny the best that he can. (Bridge) But despite their lack of appreciation, The old man continued his valiant mission, To bring laughter and joy to his family's day, Even if they didn't appreciate it in any way. (Chorus) He did his best to make them laugh, But they just rolled their eyes and gave him sass, He was just a sad, little old man, Trying to be funny the best that he can. (Outro) So here's to the little old man, Who tried his best with his comedic plan, Though his kids may never see the light, He'll keep trying to make them laugh with all his might.