Dear dad,
Im sorry for what I did,
I knew I was bad,
thats why I went and hid.
I didn't mean to tip over your cup,
didn't want to break the glass.
you told me not to start up,
but I didn't want to let the opportunity pass.
After all, it could be for the best,
Ya know, patience, slow to anger...
their virtues, come on, you can pass the test.
I didn't put any one in any real danger.
Ill give you some time to think it over,
I just ask that my punishment wouldn't be to harsh,
in the mean time, I'm praying, holding my four leaf clover.
Author notes
just a little something I threw together quick for fun. knowing your doomed and in trouble was not a fond memory :-P. And truthfully a letter like that, probably would have made my dad angrier. However, I can definitely be foolish, lol.
A contest entry
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sweet !
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