My love on you son is a floating canoe you see from the beach
It supports, protects and puts you into shoes of a neighbour of fire
And it's different from the one I gasp from your sire
As his on me uptakes the seas through the breach
Mine sails through sources of fish
As you are at most dependent on me your mother
And that isolates it from that of your father
For mine is there to fulfill your wish
You'll trust me when you view him dictated by wine
Spending sleep hours at the pub returning when the next sun is due
While like a maiden I'm always here for you
But dare not to turn your back on him, just know this son of mine.
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