Wouldn't it be nice
If I strolled down one day
Got off of my celestial high horse
Worked up my godly courage
And told them all the truth
About how they were born
(The condom broke)
And who their daddy really is
(I think a guy named Jay...)
And that I had to give them up
Because I wasn't ready to be a mother
I was just a silly, young, little deity
Didn't mean to go that far...
7 days later what do you know...
My own little child to govern?
I did love them...in a way
I mean I didn't abort them did I?
Well that's really because of my heart problem
I blame my parents for that one, bad genes
But hey look at them now!
Near full grown and...
Well still...still going
Ya kiddo, so you want to try now?
Have some sort of relationship?
I understand if you're too mad
Maybe when you're my age, you'll understand
Author notes
I don't think it needs much explaining, written right after reading the contest info in about 5 minutes. It's not that good but I think it broke a dry spell yay!
Written November 4th, 2005
A contest entry
- Excuse the Blasphemous Tone, But... by rendezvous.
350 points, ended November 11, 2005, 8 entries
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i really like this
it speaks truth and meaning
please keep up the good work
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Glad to be of service in breaking your dry spell. Thanks for the great entry. Jen.
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