I have daughters, I have nieces;
They look pretty much like this —
Used to take them to the beaches.
There beside the ocean bliss,
Young guys often go amiss

I, the sheepdog of the family;
Roaming the perimeter —
If she likes you, fine, you’re welcome,
If not, better hit the sand,
Or lose your most crucial gland

I’m a Mac, you’re an Atari —
If you try it, you’ll
Be sorry