Happy Father’s day to the dead beat weed head sittin in his cell
Damn Daddy I can’t wait til you get outta jail
You owe me money so you better get a job quick
Cause nothing will make me forgive you for leavin me with this son of a bitch
Your son don’t even remember what you look like
& I can’t forget that stupid face you gave me when you told me you pawned my bike.
Do you remember when you smoked that whole pound and took us on a drive
How you almost crashed and we almost died?
The funny thing is momma told me how you begged her to give you a baby
How come now you act like you don’t want me?
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Written June 18th, 2006
A contest entry
- Happy fatherless day ! by maa.
333 points, ended June 21, 2006, 21 entries
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I read this earlier, and I'm not sure why I didn't comment. This has such a unique and strong voice which makes it much more powerful than all the predictable Father's Day poetry. Good luck, I hope you do well.
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dearest deeha,
thank you for participating in the contest.
Happy Father’s day to the dead beat weed head sittin in his cell
I must admit that this is probably the most original father's day greeting I have ever seen in my entire life
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although the facts you tell us about are quite worrying, to say the least, you succeed very well in expressing your thoughts and feelings in a unique way indeed ...
at least you don't eat up your pain inside and develop a stomach cancer because of all the unexpressed emotion over the years ...
well, I can only wish you to be courageous as you are and patient as well, and hope that things will work out for all of you one way or the other.
but you're a tough cookie, I can see ...
all the best to you, young lady,
marion
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