sarah gledhill


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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  • Rookie MaNiC MoE (1/6/2007 10:50:00 AM)

    Ow! I feel sorry for you
    Just try to be positive (although it could be hard) ... but at least try (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 5, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 18, 2010


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