Our kids who've grown and flown the nest Now only phone us to request More cash on loan, their tone depressed We're shown their debts. We've known. We've guessed They own mere pence. They've blown the rest 'We're stony-broke!' they drone, distressed They moan. We groan, but re-invest In those who've grown and flown the nest Our blood-and-bone, our own, our best