Treasure Island

sarah gledhill


Poems of sarah gledhill

1. Dad 1/5/2007
2. grandad 1/6/2007
3. HELP..... 1/6/2007

Dad

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! ! !

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