Getting Past Daddy Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Getting Past Daddy



It is never the right time to ask,
didn't he sweat yours?
So the best cakes were,
kept behind bullet proof glass,
in fear of daddies payne.
It was,
if he wanted more than that,
passing world a spinning view,
a split from pies
he never knew, running out to play.

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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