Honky song

lost in translation
must pay better attention
corrupting my kids

I was sitting on the sofa, using my Tide pen to go to town on a mysterious brown splotch that had just appeared on my white shirt, when I heard, "It's a penguin honky song!" in a high pitched voice.

"Huh?" I thought, as I continued to scribble and scrub away at the spot, not looking up.

"A honk, honk honky song!"

Finally, I looked up. "What are you watching?" I asked the wee one, pretending that it wasn't actually my job to know these things.

"It's Diego," he said happily. Then, singing along, "It's a honk, honk honky song!"

"Honk-ing," I said. "I think it's a honk-ing song."

But it sure sounded like a penguin honky song.

That Diego. He's a troublemaker.