Dad - Poem by sarah gledhill
Down deep in my heart,
I knew you hated me from the start,
You kept tearing me apart!
Sober as a judge, you'd allow me some fudge
Drunk as a skunk, your fist would go plunk,
Whisky no threat, you made me sweat,
My teachers and friends, never knew you were a GET! ! !
Slaps, punches, incest and all, must of made you...
THE WORST DAD OF ALL! ! ! !
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