Child Support Poem by Clay Kohut

We started to live
we started to die
You started by poking a stick in my eye

Gave all I could give
gave all that I could
You gave me a need for a new neighborhood

Is moving enough?
Out of state, out of mind
I've left you enough that I'll leave you behind

too young to have kids
too old to turn back
I wish that you weren't so good in the sack

Child support
is the most evil thing
I'll know you for life; just wanted a fling