Love and a Molotov Cocktail

Two fingers poking at the world
The one golden rule, no rules at all
Two fingers, before it’s done unto you
Better make sure they get something to chew
Two fingers, what a surprise
Mama can’t believe what happened before her eyes
Her little darling once so small
Never could believe you’d grow up at all
Now, do we miss you, Yes we do
Father sends his regards to you
Will I write well once in while
I’ll send my love and a Molotov cocktail too