Daddy, How Much do You Make ?

Greatly surprised, but giving his boy a glaring look,
The father said: "Look, sonny,
Not even your mother knows that.
Don't bother me now, I'm tired."

"But Daddy, just tell me please!
How much do you make an hour," .
The father, finally giving up, replied:
"Twenty dollars per hour."

"Okay, Daddy. Could you loan me ten dollars?"
Showing his restlessness and positively disturbed,
The father yelled: "So that was the reason
You asked how much I earn, right?
Go to sleep and don't bother me anymore!"

It was already dark and the father was meditating
On what he said and was feeling guilty.
Maybe he thought , his son wanted to buy something.

Finally, trying to ease his mind,
The father went to his son's room.
"Are you asleep, son?" asked the father.

"No, Daddy.
Why?" replied the boy, partially asleep.
"Here's the money you asked for earlier, "

Thanks, Daddy!" rejoiced the son,
While putting his hand under his pillow
And removing some money.

"Now I have enough!
Now I have twenty dollars!"
The boy said to his father,
Who was gazing at his son,
Confused at what his son had just said.

"Daddy, could you sell me one hour of your time?"