My son over Thanksgiving week
volunteered for the first time
to say the blessing on the food at dinner time.
In his honest orison,
in the most stereotypical
heartfelt tone I've heard
from him yet,
he thanked God
for the things he
and sundry other characters
from the Transformers franchise'
lastest efforts to ensnare the young
in consumerist culture:
That's how you know you have market penetration:
4-year olds are praying thanks over your fictions
and asking blessings on their well-being.
I think that Hasbro needs to cut us
a bit of a check
for the benedictions since then
that have fallen from Pete's lips,
I suppose my pay will be
side-long glances exchanged with my wife,
from hearing my son
pray for Deus' sublime
of Optimus Prime.