The father

Dad, I know you love me.

I know I'm one of the few.

And, I love you.

I'm sure I know that you do.

But I'm also aware it's about "the who."

The "who" that I do.

The who I make mew.

Really, this is nothing new.

With all the theatre; the cue.

I'm pretty, so I'll only like a few.

Sorry that I'm over the pew.

It seems you like the who that I pursue.

With the fam, I get it, quite a dif avenue.

Though I believe my love is true.