Oh, That Again

Here's one that churns around every few years: old guy tries to adopt his sweety.  In this case it's Florida "multimillionaire," "polo mogul"  and general-purpose scamp John Goodman, 49;  the object of his intentions is the object of his affections, his girlfriend. 43.  Apparently there is a $300m trust fund for his "children;" evidently he has two, and baby doll would have made three.  The Florida appellate court was not amused.  "Fraud," the court harrumphed, which will certainly come as a shock to the good folk of Florida who very likely did not know that there was anything you could do in Florida that would count as actionable fraud.

But hey it's not all bad: the decision gives me a  chance to resuscitate the lyrics penned by an eminent Harvard professor on a like occasion; to the tune of "On Top of Old Smoky," he wrote:

Oh father, dear father, let go of my blouse;
Since I am your daughter I can't be your spouse.

Details here.